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I come without being fetched at night, hide away as soon as daylight strikes. Although I may look small, I am much mightier than what you can imagine. What am I?
Although I am still, in families I run. I continue to live on in a living one. As one continues to draw breath, I will not rust. However, when one stops drawing breath, I will become mere dust. What am I?
So cold damp and dark I am. To stay you would refrain yet those who occupy me do never complain.
Born of sorrow, grows with age, you need a lot to be a sage. What is it?
I have a head but never weeps. I have a bed but never sleeps. I can run but never walks. I have a bank but no money. What am I?
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.