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I tremble at each breath of air, and yet can heaviest burdens bear. What am I?
I am the kind of an ant that's good at math. What am I?
I am enjoyed with a pot and some pointy sticks.
You can see me in water, but I never get wet. What am I?
I can fly but I have no wings. I can cry but I have no eyes. Wherever I go, darkness follows me. What am I?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.