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If you have it, you want to share it. If you share it, you don't have it.
Golden treasure I contain, Guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks, Yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and robbed, then left to build my treasure anew
I have an eye but cannot see, You'll head inside when you see me.
Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.
It doesn't live within a house, nor does it live without. Most will use it when they come in, and again when they go out.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail