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I have memories, but none of my own. Whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different, it's because you changed me. I feel like a decoration, here for you to arrange me. What am I?
I take off my clothes when you put on your clothes. I put on my clothes when you take off your clothes. What am I?
Why did the computer keep sneezing?
I can generate fear and some say I come out of your ears. I am as quiet as a mouse but not welcomed in the house.
Some try to hide, some try to cheat, but time will show we always will meet.
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.