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What's a place you have left but didn't enter?
What is it that was given to you, belongs only to you. And yet your friends use it more than you do?
My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
How can you burn an apple, blueberry, rose and pumpkin without leaving any ashes but retaining the smell of it?
Thirty men and ladies two, gathered for a festive do; Dressed quite formal, black and white; soon movement turned to nasty fight.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.