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Die without me, never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. What am I?
I lose my head in the morning and regain it back at night. What am I?
I can bring tears to your eyes, resurrect the dead, make you smile, and reverse time. I form in an instant, but I last a lifetime. What am I?
Physicists have built devices to move me very fast. My last seven letters can be commonly found in newspapers magazines and journals.
In all the world none can compare I am a tiny weaver my deadly cloth so silky and fair.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.