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53I’m born of fire, hardened by time, yet crushed for homes in every clime. No soil I need, no roots to grow, but builders prize me high and low. What am I?
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4553I’m born of fire, hardened by time, yet crushed for homes in every clime. No soil I need, no roots to grow, but builders prize me high and low. What am I?
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