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Poor people have it. Rich people need it. If you eat it you die. What is it?
This sparkling globe can float on water. It is light as a feather, but ten giants can't pick it up.
Controlled by your hands and feet. It would be nothing without a street. What is it?
I am the first you ever saw, what greets you every morning and what goes out in the end.
The more you have of me, the less you see. Who am I?
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.