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It's been around for millions of years but is never more than a month old. What is it?
Born in the ocean and white as snow. When I fall back to water, I disappear without a trace. What am I?
I am born in fear raised in truth and I come to my own in deed. When comes a time that I'm called forth I come to serve the cause of need.
I run smoother than any rhyme, I love to fall but cannot climb. What am I?
With a halo of water and a tongue of wood; stone as skin long I stood.
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.