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In spring I look gay, Covered in a green array, The warmer it gets the more clothing I wear, As the cold grows, I throw away my clothes.
What gives life and love, and is there till they die? What can hide you and find you, heal you and feed you but should never give up on you?
Usually green but can be brown. It's a great place to play or lie down. What is it?
Barren location, infertile and dry; my name means "to leave", it's not heard to see why
Maritime marauders
I touch the Earth, I touch the sky, but if I touch you, you’ll likely die. What am I?