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Although I am still, in families I run. I continue to live on in a living one. As one continues to draw breath, I will not rust. However, when one stops drawing breath, I will become mere dust. What am I?
Can not be bought, Can not be sold, Even if it's made of gold. What is it?
What kind of table can you eat?
The more of me you take, the more I appear behind you. What am I?
You get embarrassed when you stand on me when everybody is watching. Women don't like to talk about the number they see on me. Everyone stands on me when nobody is around
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.