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Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.
Bury deep, Pile on stones, My mind will always Dig up them bones
When it is alive we sing, when it is dead we clap our hands. What is it?
What can answer in any language? What can speak without a mouth? What can sing without an ear?
It comes only before, it comes only after. Rises only in darkness, but rises only in light. It is always the same, but is yet always different.
People take me on walks and I run and have fun. What am I?