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Pointing North, South, East, and West it saves the lost and helps the rest. What is it?
Small, containing light, You'll need it in the dark, It will provide that spark, and shine into the night. Will light up any pyre, 'Cause it can help make a fire.
I have a ring, but no hands. I used to be plugged into the wall but now I follow you every where. What am I?
If someone calls you this, it might be time to consider hot wax
Dry though I may be, I am still a sea.
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.