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Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh, but my heart is made of stone. What am I?
As a state in America I am round on both sides and high in the middle.
Long and thin red within with a nail at the end.
I can speak with my hard metal tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have no lung. What am I?
The warmer I am, the fresher I am. What am I?
All about, but cannot be seen, Can be captured, cannot be held, No throat, but can be heard. Who am I?