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The faster you run, the harder it is to catch me. What am I?
I love spinach.
Open me, and you can't see me without a mirror. Close me and you can't see me at all. What am I?
Fatherless and Motherless, born without sin. Roared when it entered the world, And never spoke again.
I have hands but do not hold, teeth but do not bite. Feet I have but they are cold, eyes I have but without sight. What am I?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.