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Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh but my heart is made of stone.
A hundred arms, a thousand fingers, but I have no eyes to see where I linger. What am I?
What has feet and legs, and nothing else?
I have cities with no people forests with no trees and oceans with no water.
I belong to you but others use me more often than you do
The answer I give is yes, but what I mean is no. What was the question?