Born in flame, yet not destroyed, From ash and ember I’m redeployed. Time may fell me, age may press, But death itself I simply reset. What am I?

I'm a sweet refreshing drink, but my spelling is bad, You have to add a lot of sugar or your kids will get mad, I'm not the healthiest drink, but let me be, If you find yourself in a cult, don't drink me!

A rub of me, upon your form In running waters, comfortably warm Will cleanse your soul, and ease your mind To other's senses you shall be kind

Remove my first letter and I am in Repeat that letter and I become paint Remove the first and last letters and I am me Still unsure? THINK, but subtract two letters

I'm a dry expanse, a barren plight, Sounding like what you might forfeit outright. What am I?