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Although I am still, in families I run. I continue to live on in a living one. As one continues to draw breath, I will not rust. However, when one stops drawing breath, I will become mere dust. What am I?
I look like a tiny trombone
I am a daily ritual involving using a metal tool on the body
I am heavy forward, but backward I'm not. What am I?
Iโm where yesterday follows today. And tomorrowโs in the middle. What am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?