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Born of sorrow, grows with age, you need a lot to be a sage. What is it?
I am higher than the king
I'm sometimes white and always wrong. I can break a heart and hurt the strong. I can build love and tear it down. I can make a smile, but more often bring a frown. What am I?
I can be hairy and itchy all over. I hang on a stick. I can be the scariest thing you have ever seen. I stand in the middle of nowhere.
The time between daylight and darkness when blood drinkers like to come out
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatβs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.