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Born of sorrow, grows with age, you need a lot to be a sage. What is it?
I am full of holes but still hold water. What am I?
To cross the water, I'm the way. For water I'm above, I touch it not and truth to say, I neither swim nor move. What am I?
I come in variety of colors and am found almost year round. My house is tall and my only fear is the cold. What am I?
What kind of band never plays music?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?