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Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice that’s the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.
A type of hammer that brings a room to order.
Held firmly in the hands, like a sword it cuts deep. Bloodless strokes, all, then forward we leap.
Vikings use this for warmth.
Upon me you can tread, though softly under cover. And I will take you places, that you have yet to discover. I'm high, and I'm low, though flat in the middle. And though a joy to the children, adults think of me little.
I'm the source of all emotion but I'm caged in a white prison.
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Kids
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What am I?