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I'm a god. I'm a planet. I measure heat.
I am nothing really at all, Yet I am easily foundอพ Ignore me at your own peril, and you might end up crowned!
I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red.
More precious than gold, but cannot be bought, Can never be sold, only earned if itโs sought, If it is broken it can still be mended, At birth it canโt start nor by death is it ended.
What is it that makes tears without sorrow and takes its journey to heaven?
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?