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I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes; I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
I give light by night, but not by day. I am wicked but not evil in any way. Wax for the most but always wane; except when I'm out, I stay the same. What am I?
I have six faces but not even one body connected, 21 eyes in total but cannot see. What am I?
I am born in fear raised in truth and I come to my own in deed. When comes a time that I'm called forth I come to serve the cause of need.
I am a house with two occupants sometimes one rarely three. Break the walls eat the boarders then throw away me.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?