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I hatch without food
I’m hard as a rock and as light as a feather. I’m passed on to one another. Poor people need me and rich people have me.
I have been the beginning of ideas for all time yet I am just one simple small object the things that you can use me for can be frustrating and also I can be pretty. I have some of the most valuable thing in the world on me yet almost everyone owns me.
Ripped from my ancestors home beaten and burned I become a bloodthirsty killer.
Flat as a leaf, round as a ring; have two eyes, can't see a thing. What am I?
Why did the stadium get so hot after the game?