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Look into my face and I'm everybody. Scratch my back and I'm nobody.
I have a hundred legs, but cannot stand. I have a long neck, but no head. I cannot see. I'm neat and tidy as can be.
Born of earth, but with none of its strength. Molded by flame, but with none of its power. Shaped
Scythe of darkness, Shadow’s light. Guiding eye of thirteenth sight.
Sleeping during the day, I hide away. Watchful through the night, I open at dawn's light. But only for the briefest time, do I shine. And then I hide away. And sleep through the day.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?