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I'm many people's favorite place, even though many don't remember their stay. You'll love to come but hate to leave. If you get cold, use my sleeve. What am I?
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
I am taken from a mine and shut in a wooden case from which I am never released. Yet I am used by almost everybody. What am I?
I am the only thing that always tells the truth. I show off everything that I see. I come in all shapes and sizes. What am I?
Cloud is my mother. Wind is my father. I come down but never go up. What am I?
Often cooked as fillet, this meat comes from an animal that swims underwater.