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My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
If a man carried my burden, he would break his back. I am not rich, but leave silver in my track.
What kind of nut is empty at the center and has no shell.
Never alive but practically extinct. How we miss the letters pressing the ribbon of ink. What is it?
An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive!
The warmer I am the fresher I am.