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My first though water cures no thirst my next alone has soul and when he lives upon my first he then is called my whole.
I am gentle enough to soothe your skin light enough to fly in the sky and strong enough to crack rocks.
Package beneath a tree, inside a tasty treat. Keep it for a month, the taste is just as sweet. What am I?
When you take away the whole from me there is always some left.
I always go to bed with my shoes on. What am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?