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At night I come without being fetched. By day I am lost without being stolen.
I follow the orders of only two. I respect the work of only two. I am in constant battles with many, Though one surpassed them all. With forces joined, We created hell, Until our mutual enemy fell. Who am I?
It regulates our daily movements, but it feels no interest in our lives. It directs us when to come and go, but does not care if we pay attention. What is it?
I went to the woods and got it, when i got it didn’t want it, looked for it, couldn’t find it so I took it home.
Round as an apple, deep as a cup, and all the kings' horses can't fill it up. What is it?
I always have to work with something in my eye. What am I?