Answer:
Never alive but practically extinct. How we miss the letters pressing the ribbon of ink. What is it?
As destructive as life, As healing as death; An institutioner of strife, Just as prone to bless. It is all that is good, Yet with an evil trend; As it was the beginning of things, It can also be the end.
What has six faces, But does not wear makeup. It also has twenty-one eyes, But cannot see?
Break it and it is better, immediately set and harder to break again
The sun bakes them, the hand breaks them, the foot treads on them, and the mouth tastes them.
The sun bakes them, The hand breaks them, The foot treads on them, And the mouth tastes them. What are they?