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I am higher than the king
I am so delicate that even mentioning me breaks me. What am I?
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as flesh, but my heart is made of stone. What am I?
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light. Grown in the darkness, a lady's delight. What am I?
What asks but never answers?
The answer I give is yes, but what I mean is no. What was the question?