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The shorter I am, the bigger I am. What am I?
I am gentle enough to soothe your skin, light enough to fly in the sky, strong enough to crack rocks. What am I?
You bury me when Iām alive and dig me up when Iām dead. What am I?
The Titanic is still here. What am I?
I am lighter than the material I am made of. You see parts of me but more of me is hidden underneath.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?