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I am a small paradise surrounded by dryness and heat. What am I?
You have to travel far before you turn it over. What is it?
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
I have a head and a tail but my eyes can never see my tail.
What time of day, when written in a capital letters, is the same forwards, backwards, and upside down?
Born of earth, but with none of its strength. Molded by flame, but with none of its power. Shaped