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Lifeless eyes on my smiling face and watch your child's sleeping place. In their dreams they hold me tight. Who am I?
What kind of storm is always in a rush?
You’ll find me in a soup, in a burger, in a pizza, I am green when raw and red when ripened and ready to become a condiment.
It looks like it's grizzly but it's actually soft and cuddly. It may be big or small, all stuffed up and ready to be snuggle.
I weaken all men for hours each day. I show you strange visions while you are away. I take you by night, by day take you back. None suffer to have me, but do from my lack.
I repeat only the last word you say. The more I repeat, the softer I got. I cannot be seen but can be heard. What am I?