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You find me behind the stars; or in a sixth seventh or third. It takes something round a computer and me to make pie. I am bigger than anything you can think of.
I am enjoyed by some despised by others. Some take me for granted some treasure me like a gift. I last forever unless you break me first.
You bind me and I walk. You loosen me and I stop. What am I?
Better touch me before you proceed to second. What am I?
My full powers come when my makers are dead. I await a heavy hat to put on my head. What am I?
What gets broken if itβs not kept?