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When I point up, it's bright. When I point down, it's dark. What am I?
I eat I live.I breathe I live. I drink I die.
I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
I have a neck and no head two arms but no hands. I go with you to school I go with you to work.
I make a loud noise when changing jacket. I become bigger and delicious.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.