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I start new then become old. Start clean but become dirty. I usually start big then become little. What am I?
So cold damp and dark I am. To stay you would refrain yet those who occupy me do never complain.
I have every color but no gold.
I am the word that has three syllables and twenty six letters. What am I?
I have roots nobody sees. I am taller than trees. Up, up I go but I never grow. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?