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I have been the beginning of ideas for all time yet I am just one simple small object the things that you can use me for can be frustrating and also I can be pretty. I have some of the most valuable thing in the world on me yet almost everyone owns me.
Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony, for others I am relief! What am I?
Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust.
I am an object which is used in baseball. During the day I can't be seen at all. What am I?
I soar without wings I see without eyes. I've traveled the universe to and fro. I've conquered the world yet I've never been anywhere but home.
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.