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I make you weak at the worst of all times. I keep you safe I keep you fine. I make your hands sweat and your heart grow cold. I visit the weak but seldom the bold.
What seven letter word has hundreds of letters in it?
I have a name written on me, but it isnβt my name. Men plant me, but I never grow. They look at me and see their future, rotting in my bloom.
What's full of holes but still holds water?
Wind and cord combine, buzzing in the box. In all this we find, though to some the use is lost. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?