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You hear me speak, for I have a hard tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have not a lung. What am I?
I am a candy that looks like a shepherdβs staff.
I am the place to turn to when nature calls. What am I?
I love to twist and dance. Though wingless, I fly high up into the sky. What am I?
I saw the dead bring forth the living. I saw the living bring forth the dead. What did I see?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?