Riddle: Not born, but from a Mother's body drawn. I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old. Then valued for my hardened gold.
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Riddle: A circle of stones, never in rows. Stacked one on the other, mystery it sows. What is it?
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