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I am a piece of paper that takes most people 3 or 4 years to get. What am I?
Cold head and feet; Round as a ball; Always turning around itself.
How can you throw a ball as hard as you can, to only have it come back to you, even if it doesn’t bounce off anything?
I'm the source of all emotion, but I'm caged in a white prison.
It is where kings, queens, knights and bishops go to war together.
I touch the Earth, I touch the sky, but if I touch you, you’ll likely die. What am I?