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Iām hard as a rock and as light as a feather. Iām passed on to one another. Poor people need me and rich people have me.
I am a food with 5 letters. If you remove the first letter I am a form of energy. Remove two and Iām needed to live. Scramble the last 3 and you can drink me down.
Cold head and feet; round as a ball; always turning around myself.
I have a frame but no picture. I have poles but not standing up
I am very easy to get into,but it is hard to get out of me. What am I?
What is always coming but never arrives?