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The dirtier I get, the whiter I am. What am I?
When I come in from sea to shore twenty paces you'll see No less no more.
I have a name written on me, but it isnβt my name. Men plant me, but I never grow. They look at me and see their future, rotting in my bloom.
The more you have me, the less you see. Shine a light on me and I flee. What am I?
Travel a mile and I will change, travel a million and I will end as I started. What am I?
It weighs next to nothing but no one can hold it for long. What is it?