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Upon your lonely journey I accompany you, whether you travel through endless mountains or seas of blue. Wherever you go, I keep your place. Lost you're not, when I'm embraced. What am I?
Lives in winter, dies in summer, and grows with its roots upward. What is it?
You throw away my outside, you cook my inside. Then you eat my outside and you throw away my inside. What am I?
I have six faces but not even one body connected 21 eyes in total but cannot see.
By Moon or by Sun I shall be found. Yet I am undone if there's no light around.
A Chinese, Indian and a Swiss were going to a party. Who is most likely to bring a plus one?