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I make you weak at the worst of all times. I keep you safe, I keep you fine. I make your hands sweat. And your heart grow cold. I visit the weak, but seldom the bold. What am I?

I make you weak at the worst of all times. I keep you safe, I keep you fine. I make your hands sweat. And your heart grow cold. I visit the weak, but seldom the bold. What am I?

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Can you solve this riddle? I make you weak at the worst of all times. I keep you safe, I keep you fine. I make your hands sweat. And your heart grow cold. I visit the weak, but seldom the bold. What am I? Click to find out the answer!

I make you weak at the worst of all times. I keep you safe, I keep you fine. I make your hands sweat. And your heart grow cold. I visit the weak, but seldom the bold. What am I? Read More »

I drift forever with the current down these long canals they’ve made, Tame, yet wild, I run elusive Multitasking to your aid. Before I came, the world was darker, colder, sometimes, rougher, true. But though I might make living easy, I’m good at killing people too. What am I?

I drift forever with the current down these long canals they’ve made, Tame, yet wild, I run elusive Multitasking to your aid. Before I came, the world was darker, colder, sometimes, rougher, true. But though I might make living easy, I’m good at killing people too. What am I?

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Can you solve this riddle? I drift forever with the current down these long canals they’ve made, Tame, yet wild, I run elusive Multitasking to your aid. Before I came, the world was darker, colder, sometimes, rougher, true. But though I might make living easy, I’m good at killing people too. What am I? Click to find out the answer!

I drift forever with the current down these long canals they’ve made, Tame, yet wild, I run elusive Multitasking to your aid. Before I came, the world was darker, colder, sometimes, rougher, true. But though I might make living easy, I’m good at killing people too. What am I? Read More »

In marble halls as white as milk, lined with a skin as soft as silk. Within a fountain crystal-clear. A golden apple doth appear. No doors there are to this stronghold, yet thieves break in and steal the gold. What am I?

In marble halls as white as milk, lined with a skin as soft as silk. Within a fountain crystal-clear. A golden apple doth appear. No doors there are to this stronghold, yet thieves break in and steal the gold. What am I?

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Can you solve this riddle? In marble halls as white as milk, lined with a skin as soft as silk. Within a fountain crystal-clear. A golden apple doth appear. No doors there are to this stronghold, yet thieves break in and steal the gold. What am I? Click to find out the answer!

In marble halls as white as milk, lined with a skin as soft as silk. Within a fountain crystal-clear. A golden apple doth appear. No doors there are to this stronghold, yet thieves break in and steal the gold. What am I? Read More »

I am the third from a sparkle bright, I thrive throughout the day and night. Deep in the path of a cows white drink. I’ve had thousands of millions of years to think. But one of my creatures is killing me. And so the question I ask to thee, is What am I?

I am the third from a sparkle bright, I thrive throughout the day and night. Deep in the path of a cows white drink. I’ve had thousands of millions of years to think. But one of my creatures is killing me. And so the question I ask to thee, is What am I?

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Can you solve this riddle? I am the third from a sparkle bright, I thrive throughout the day and night. Deep in the path of a cows white drink. I’ve had thousands of millions of years to think. But one of my creatures is killing me. And so the question I ask to thee, is What am I? Click to find out the answer!

I am the third from a sparkle bright, I thrive throughout the day and night. Deep in the path of a cows white drink. I’ve had thousands of millions of years to think. But one of my creatures is killing me. And so the question I ask to thee, is What am I? Read More »

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