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I am easy to see but no one likes looking at me. Without me there would be no you. I can make you complain or make you happy. But you almost always take me for-granted.
I'm tall I'm round and hollow Seems to get chewed a bit But you'll rarely see me unless the other end is lit.
I belong to everyone. Sometimes make you happy, sometimes make you sad. I will never end until the day you do. What am I?
I am longer than a decade and shorter than a millennium
You write on me and secrets I can keep in places never seen. I spin like a top. Though stiff as a board, I'm often described like a mop. What am I?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.