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I am round. I have only one line. Circle is not my name indeed. What am I?
I'm not alive and yet I grow. Just put me next to where it glows. A favorite in summertime best with friends when combined
I have palms but not on hands I offer foods from distant lands When at my peak you'll see me smoke I'm famous for my friendly folk My flowers grow and yet they lay There's fire where a man will play.
What has a neck but no head?
I am a room that has a roof but no walls. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?