Answer:
You walk into a room with a match, a kerosene lamp and a fireplace. Which do you light first?
It is hate and has hate in it, but it isnβt hate.
This became a fashion statement in the garden of Eden.
What cleans as it gets dirty only to get clean the more you use it?
What can't you see, hear or feel, until itβs too late. What shadows love, and shopkeepers hate?
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.