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I cannot be bought, cannot be sold, even if I'm sometimes made of gold. What am I?
I tell people to be careful when handling boxes.
Keep doing me to avoid lens dryness
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 walk on 4 legs in the morning, 2 legs at noon, and 3 legs at night. What am I?
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatβs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.