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I cannot be other than what I am, until the man who made me dies. Power and glory will fall to me finally. Only when he last closes his eyes.
I wear a red robe, with staff in hand, and a stone in my throat.
What is it that no man ever yet did see, which never was, but always is to be?
I am the tool, for inspiring many. Buy me in the store, for not much more than a penny. Don't overuse me, or my usefulness will go.
I'm full of holes, yet I'm full of water.
My flavors ranges from strawberry to toe.