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I am an insect and the first part of my name is the name of another insect. What am I?
I have a name written on me, but it isnβt my name. Men plant me, but I never grow. They look at me and see their future, rotting in my bloom.
Lives in winter, dies in summer, and grows with its roots upward. What is it?
Sometimes I fly as fast as the speed of light. Sometime I crawl as slow as a snail. Unknown until I am measured but you will certainly miss me when Iβm gone.
I begin your sentences. What am I?
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.