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In this place, people lie, people cry, and people ask why. In this place, people sleep, people weep, and people's solitude, they keep. What is it?
I'm tall in the morning and short in the noon. I disappear at night but I will be back soon.
Each of these ends in a kettle full of precious metal and the double variety is quite awesome
What is full of holes, but can still hold a lot of water?
The stack just might be sent all over. Full of what's new, yet it's nearly obsolete.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?