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how many letters are there in the alphabet
When it is alive we sing, when it is dead we clap our hands. What is it?
I turn around once. What is out will not get in. I turn around again. What is in will not get out.
If a man carried my burden, he would break his back. I am not rich, but leave silver in my track.
What hangs others yet can unintentionally hang itself?
In your fire you hear me scream! Creaking and whining yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.