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Made of ten but two we make, When assembled others quake, Five apart and we are weak, Five together havoc wreak. What are we?
What do we see every day, kings see rarely, and God never sees?
Mountains will crumble and temples will fall, and no man can survive its endless call. What is it?
If someone calls you this, it might be time to consider hot wax
What object has keys that open no locks, space but no room, and you can enter but not go in?
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.