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As a state in the USA, I am round on both sides and high in the middle. What am I?
In prison I'll be found. But I would never go to court Unless there's more than one
What is it that makes tears without sorrow. And takes its journey to heaven?
I am higher than the king
I get paid to shoot people then blow them up.
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.