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I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths. What am I?
I go up and never come down no matter how hard you wish. As I get higher more wrinkles crawl onto your face.
My teeth are sharp my back is straight to cut things up it is my fate.
You can read me both ways I wear; One way it's a number reversed a snare.
I dig out tiny caves and store gold and silver in them. I also build bridges of silver and make crowns of gold. Sooner or later everybody needs my help yet many people are afraid to let me help them.
I'm a soft, sweet food made from a mixture of flour, shortening, eggs, sugar, and other ingredients, baked and often decorated.