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I am one with eight to spare, lest I lose my one. I'm not a number. What am I?
What happens when you throw a green stone into the Red Sea?
I come in different colors and shapes. Some parts of me are curvy, some are straight. I look like I can belong anywhere but there is only one right place for me. What am I?
I have thirteen hearts but no body or soul. What am I?
I fill a room but take no space.
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.