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Scythe of darkness, Shadow’s light. Guiding eye of thirteenth sight.
Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, reason in its season but no rhyme.
I appear in the morning. But am always there. You can never see me. Though I am everywhere. By night I am gone, though I sometimes never was. Nothing can defeat me. But I am easily gone.
What is full of holes but still holds water
Neither bought nor sold but more valuable than gold. It is built but not by hand. What is it?
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?