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I open wide and tight I shut, Sharp am I and paper-cut fingers too, so do take care, I'm good and bad, so best beware.
You heard me before, yet you hear me again, then I die. Until you call me again.
Through its wounds, water does run. It once held many but now has none. What is it?
I am nothing really at all, Yet I am easily foundΝΎ Ignore me at your own peril, and you might end up crowned!
The higher I climb, the hotter I engage. I cannot escape from my crystal cage.
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.