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Though I wander the earth, I am no longer here. I am pale and I chill everyone near. Who am I?
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.
Only two backbones and thousands of ribs.
A seed am I, three letters make my name. Take away two and I still sound the same.
My coat keeps me safe From damage thatβs near. I cause you happiness, sadness, Anticipation and fear. On the outside, I am put under judgment of price. But my insides have far more value That not even MONEY can suffice.
What do angels sing in the shower?