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As a stone inside a tree, Iβll help your words outlive thee. But if you push me as I stand, the more I move the less I am.
Itβs red, blue, violet and green. No one can reach it, not even the queen. What is it?
I run around the city but I never move.
At night I come without being fetched, and by day I am lost without being stolen. What am I?
Kings and queens may cling to power and the jesters may have their call. I am the most common but I can rule them all. What am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?