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You heard me before and then again. Afterward I die, until you call me again. What am I?
I get paid when I drive away my customers. What am I?
Born of sorrow, grow with age, you need a lot of me to be a sage. What am I?
Cloud is my mother. Wind is my father. I come down but never go up. What am I?
This guy crossed a road and everyone wants an explanation.
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.