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Lives in winter, dies in summer, and grows with its roots upward. What is it?
You may enter, but you may not come in. I have space, but no room, I have keys, but open no lock. What am I?
Brown I am and much admired; many horses have I tried; tire a horse and worry a man; tell me this riddle if you can.
You use me between your head and your toes the more I work the thinner I grow.
I am natureβs way of applauding lightning.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?