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Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh, but my heart is made of stone. What am I?
What is black and white and red all over?
I help engines spin and pants stay up.
I am a seed with three letters in my name. Take away the last two and I still sound the same. What am I?
Lighter than feather and softer than silk, yet the strongest man in the world cannot hold me for more than a few minutes. What am I?
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.