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I was born from an accident in the kitchen. I can wear many “jackets”: some golden, some sweet. Crowds often meet me in the dark, but not at night. What am I?

I move everywhere but have no feet. I make people live, but I can also destroy. You can see me fall from the sky or sleep in a bottle. What am I?

I first roared in Asia centuries ago. I’m dangerous in war but joyful in celebration. People love to watch me “bloom” in the sky. What am I?

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