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I am the hole in the night, the ever watchful eye. I return in a cycle, to enlighten the sky.
To unravel me you need a simple key, no key that was made by locksmith's hand. But a key that only I will understand.
A serpent swam in a silver urn, A golden bird did in its mouth abide, The serpent drank the water, this in turn, Killed the serpent. Then the gold bird died.
What types of words are these: madam, civic, eye, level?
Iron on a mammal. Mammal on your feet.
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.