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Before I grow I'm small. When I'm old I grow tall. When I die I give a mighty fall.
I am the state when a person is holding a person inside
I am wood that is neither hard straight or crooked
I am beautiful up in the sky. I am magical yet I cannot fly. To people I bring luck to some people riches. The boy at my end does whatever he wishes
I ask no questions but receive a lot of answers. What am I?
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.