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I can speak with my hard metal tongue. But I cannot breathe for I have no lung
Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony for others I am relief. Who am I?
Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it, can't see it. What is it?
Find me on body builders or in the drink aisle.
I build up castles. I tear down mountains. I make some men blind, but I help others to see. What am I?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.