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I have every color but no gold.
I have a neck and no head, two arms but no hands. I'm with you to school, I'm with you to work. What am I?
I am the kind of soda you must not drink.
I am good at concealing what's real and hide what's true. Sometimes I bring out the courage in you!
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.