What am I?
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
Riddle of the Day
Feb 20, 2026
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.
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Animal
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Food
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