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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. What am I?
You turn me over after you have traveled far. What am I?
What room do ghosts avoid?
I have a tongue, but cannot speak. I have a bed but cannot sleep. I have four legs but cannot walk. Yet I move as you do. What am I?
I open to close but I close to open. I'm surrounded by water but I'm never soaking. What am I?
Written on with words of white, Has the color of the night, Is the teacher's best delight, And a student's daily fright