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My head and tail both equal are my middle slender as a bee. Whether I stand on head or heel Is quite the same to you or me. But if my head should be cut off the matter's true though passing strange directly I to nothing change.
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths. What am I?
If you look, you cannot see me. And if you see me, you cannot see anything else. I can make anything you want happen, but later everything goes back to normal. What am I?
There was a girl half my age when I was 12, now I am 66, how old is she?
What's full of holes but still holds water?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.