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Ripped from my ancestors home beaten and burned I become a bloodthirsty killer.
What do you get when you mix lemons with gun powder?
I'm not a bird but I can fly through the sky. I'm not a river but I'm full of water.
Late afternoons I often bathe. I'll soak in water piping hot. My essence goes through. My see through clothes. Used up am I - I've gone to pot.
People need me, yet they give me away every day. What am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?