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Weight in my belly, trees on my back, nails in my ribs, feet I do lack. What am I?
What has a bottom at the top?
Fatherless and motherless. I was born without sin roared when it came into the world. But I never spoke again.
The more you take away from it the larger it becomes. What is it?
I have a name written on me, but it isnβt my name. Men plant me, but I never grow. They look at me and see their future, rotting in my bloom.
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.