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I can never be stolen from you. I am owned by everyone. Some have more some have less.
Feed me and I live. Give me water and I die. What am I?
I come out of the earth, I am sold in the market. The one who buys me cuts my tail, takes off my suit of silk, and weeps beside me when I am dead. What am I?
Born of sorrow, grow with age, you need a lot of me to be a sage. What am I?
What goes into the water black and comes out red?
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk