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I go up and never come down no matter how hard you wish. As I get higher more wrinkles crawl onto your face.
Where I am there is no south, west, nor east, and weather is not fit for man or beast. What am I?
Cloud is my mother, wind is my father. What am I?
I am the word that is always spelled correctly by everyone.
I am like thunder in your cranium
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?