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I am a small paradise surrounded by dryness and heat. What am I?
My full powers come when my makers are dead. I await a heavy hat to put on my head. What am I?
I am the word that is always spelled correctly by everyone.
I cut through evil like a double edged sword and chaos flees at my approach. Balance I single-handedly upraise through battles fought with heart and mind instead of with my gaze.
I come in different colors and shapes. Some parts of me are curvy, some are straight. I look like I can belong anywhere but there is only one right place for me. What am I?
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?