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If you drop me I'm sure to crack but give me a smile and I'll always smile back. What am I?
I save lives on the ground and in the air. What am I?
3 point goal
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
I have four fingers and a thumb, but I'm not living. 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.