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Through its wounds, water does run. It once held many but now has none. What is it?
When Iām metal or wood, I help you get home. When Iām flesh and Iām blood, In the darkness I roam.
What can be swallowed, but can swallow you?
If you break me, I do not stop working. If you touch me, I may be snared. If you lose me, nothing will matter.
What is the thing that stays the same size, but the more it's used the more it decreases?
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?