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When I am caught I am thrown away. When I escape you itch all day.
I move very slowly. I accompany life, and survive past demise. I am viewed with esteem in many womenβs eyes.
Some try to hide, some try to cheat, but time will show we always will meet.
No matter how much rain gets on me, I won't get any wetter. What am I?
I have a little house in which I live all alone. My house has no doors or windows and if I want to go out I must break through the wall.
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.