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Born of sorrow, grows with age, you need a lot to be a sage. What is it?
I cover what's real; hide what is true, but sometimes bring out the courage in you. What am I?
I am flora, not fauna. I am foliage, not trees. I am shrubbery, not grass. What am I?
I touch the Earth, I touch the sky, but if I touch you, you’ll likely die. What am I?
The shorter I am, the bigger I am. What am I?
What bird can lift the heaviest weight?