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I am a small paradise surrounded by dryness and heat. What am I?
I begin and have no end. Eventually, I will be the ending of all that has begun. What am I?
What has roots that nobody sees and is taller than trees. Up up up it goes and yet never grows?
I am an instrument you can hear but cannot touch or see. What am I?
When I point up itβs bright. When I point down itβs dark.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?