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Tall, I am young. Old, I am short. With life I glow. Anemoi is my foe.
Some keep it in a dumpster while others keep it in their trunk.
In many hallways you would stand, if not with this in hand.
Four kings of whom I am one lord. Often on deck but never on board. Though I have a large heart, I am always seen at war. During which I always wear a suit, but never a suit of armor. Who or what am I?
In your fire you hear me scream! Creaking and whining yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
I touch the Earth, I touch the sky, but if I touch you, you’ll likely die. What am I?