Riddle: When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true love’s face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing.
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Riddle: This is as light as a feather, Yet no man can hold it for long. What is it?
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