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You bury me when Iām alive and dig me up when Iām dead. What am I?
The more you have me, the less you see. Shine a light on me and I flee. What am I?
Sometimes I fly as fast as the speed of light. Sometime I crawl as slow as a snail. Unknown until I am measured but you will certainly miss me when Iām gone.
I stand in one place yet fill the whole room. I can be filled with molten rock and come in every hue. What am I?
I have a lot to say but can't be heard because I can't speak one single word. What am I?
What goes up the hill and down the hill, And spite of all, yet stand still?