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I am made by nature soft as silk; A puffy cloud white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop.
I save lives on the ground and in the air. What am I?
What breaks when you say its name?
Whoever makes it tells it not. Whoever takes it knows it not. Whoever knows it wants it not
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.
The answer I give is yes, but what I mean is no. What was the question?