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Born of sorrow, grows with age, you need a lot to be a sage. What is it?
I am a food with 5 letters. If you remove the first letter I am a form of energy. Remove two and I'm needed to live. Scramble the last 3 and you can drink me down.
I am all around you, but you cannot see me. I have no throat, but you can hear me. Valued during summer but despised in the winter. What am I?
Find me on body builders or in the drink aisle. What am I?
My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
What gets bigger the more you take away?