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I'm flat. You use me everyday. You need me to live. But you give me away everyday. I'm coloured and I have a founding father on me. What am I?
So cold, damp and dark this place. To stay you would refrain, yet those who occupy this place do never complain.
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light, grown in the darkness, a lady's delight.
What instrument can make any sound and be heart, but not touched or seen?
To unravel me you need a simple key, no key that was made by locksmith's hand. But a key that only I will understand.
I am your mother's brother's only brother in law. Who am I?