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What flares up and does a lot of good, and when it dies is just a piece of wood?
Sometimes I am loud. And viewed with distaste. Poke out my 'eye', then I'm on the front of your face.
It is a part of us, and then replaced. It escapes out bodies, to a better place. The world becomes its sizeable home. Its passions unrestraint, the planet it roams.
What building has the most stories?
A tree with 5 branches, no leaves and no fruits
Both old people and owls are said to be possessing this trait