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My first is high, My second damp, My whole a tie, A writer's cramp
Forward Iām heavy, but backwards Iām not.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.
What is the freedom of birds and the pen of old men?
When the son of the water returns to the parent, it dies. What is it?
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.