What has roots that nobody sees,
Is taller than trees,
Up, up it goes,
Yet it never grows?
If your life is cut short, I am not the one to blame.
You signed up, and your death was not my aim.
Enter our doors; there is so much to see,
We just happen to hold the key,
To adventure abound
And fun to be found
Step in our door
And see what is in store.
What am I?
Select a pack of riddles and try to solve it in an interesting way.
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