| I am as bright as the sunshine on a warm day, I can go a long way. I am seen on the young and the old that God made, but I can fade. I have only five letters in my name, and I am painted on both the strong and the lame. I can be as white as pearls, or as yellow as blond curls. I can never grow old, or never be sold, or turn to mold, but I am more precious than gold. What am I? |
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