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Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatβs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.
I run through hills. I veer around mountains. I leap over rivers. And crawl through the forests. Step out your door to find me.
In the forest, this blends in just right, but every December it is covered with lights. What is it?
The root tops the trunk on this backward thing, that grows in the winter and dies in the spring.
how many letters are there in the alphabet
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?