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A dagger thrust at my own heart, dictates the way I'm swayed. Left I stand, and right I yield, to the twisting of the blade.
Scythe of darkness, Shadow’s light. Guiding eye of thirteenth sight.
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes. I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
Grows from the ground, bushes and grass, leaves of yellow, red and brow, unruly plants, get the axe, trim the hedge back down.
What has a mouth but can't chew?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?