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I'm a god, a planet, and measurer of heat. Who am I?
It is hate and has hate in it, but it isnβt hate.
Brothers and sisters I have none but this man's father is my father's son. Who is the man?
What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
What freezes after it is heated up?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?