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I have a name written on me, but it isnβt my name. Men plant me, but I never grow. They look at me and see their future, rotting in my bloom.
What goes around the wood but never goes into the wood?
I am a little piece of paper, yet sometimes hold lots of value. I am all you need to get into big events, but will cost you. I am an important part of travel. And if lost, you're not coming. What am I?
Fatherless and motherless. I was born without sin. Roared when I came into the world, but I never spoke again. What am I?
A large oasis in the desert. Come with cash and leave with none.
I will disappear every time you say my name.