Answer:
I am free for the taking. Through all of your life, though given but once at birth. I am less than nothing in weight, but will fell the strongest of you if held.
If you break me, I do not stop working. If you touch me, I may be snared. If you lose me, nothing will matter.
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatβs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.
What runs around all day. Then lies under the bed. With its tongue hanging out?
Sharp and long, flag of the world. What is it?
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.