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I am alive without breath and cold as death. I am never thirsty but always drinking.
The more it dries, the wetter it becomes. What is it?
What comes once in a minute twice in a moment but never in a thousand years?
I am black, white, and read all over. What am I?
What breaks when you say its name?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.