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I let water fall on you while everyone else stays dry.
Iām hard as a rock and as light as a feather. Iām passed on to one another. Poor people need me and rich people have me.
I can be driven but have no wheels. I can be sliced but still remains whole
I am lighter than the material I am made of. You see parts of me but more of me is hidden underneath.
I am a room that has a roof but no walls. What am I?
What is lighter than what it is made of?