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if your love your mom and your dad and your brother and your family members but no one knows who your are who are you?
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatβs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.
This is rectangular, hollow and has a lid, and where youβll find it you might wonder, it is just six feet under. What is it?
A dagger thrust at my own heart, dictates the way I'm swayed. Left I stand, and right I yield, to the twisting of the blade.
I have four wings but cannot fly. I never laugh and never cry. On the same spot always found, toiling away with little sound.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.