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First I may be your servant's name. Then your desires I may proclaim. When your mortal life is over, I hold all your wealth within my power. What am I?
I am a shower that lights up the sky
Every dawn begins with me. At dusk I'll be the first you see and daybreak couldn't come without. What midday centers all about. Daises grow from me I'm told. And when I come I end all code but in the sun I won't be found. Yet still each day I'll be around.
I twist and turn and leave a loop. What am I?
I make billions of dollars selling windows. Who am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?