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Born of sorrow, grows with age, you need a lot to be a sage. What is it?
My snake-like body cracks and burns. I cause pain but pleasure too. What am I?
I am a shiny metal sheet that covers BBQ food.
I have a little pool with two layers of wall around it. One white and soft and the other dark and hard. What am I?
Every night I'm told what to do, and each morning I do what I'm told. But I still don't escape your scold. What am I?
What is always coming but never arrives?