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In the forest, this blends in just right, but every December it is covered with lights. What is it?
who do you think you know but sometimes you don't
I have one door and five rooms what am i
Always wax, yet always wane: I melt, succumbed to the flame. Lighting darkness, with fate unblest, I soon devolve to shapeless mess.
This is needed both for courage and hardcover books.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail