Answer:
What is lighter than what it is made of?
Steals an event or even a mood. Reveals the truth or shatters it.
What can be swallowed, but can swallow you?
They try to beat me, they try in vain. And when I win, I end the pain.
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatβs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.
I lose my head in the morning and regain back it at night.