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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.
My first half means container. Not a lot of people understand my language.
I always run but never walk often murmur but never talk have a bed but never sleep has a mouth but never eat.
The person who makes me doesn't need me. The person who buys me doesn't use me. The person who uses me doesn't know it. What am I?
Use me if you really want to see inside someone
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.