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I am the type of room you cannot enter or leave. Raise from the ground below I could be poisonous or a delicious treat.
Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony for others I am relief. Who am I?
I have feet on my head
I spend the day at the window, go to the table for meals, and hide at night. What am I?
Men seize me from my home tear apart my flesh drink the sweet blood then cast my skin aside.
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