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Look into my face and I'm everybody. Scratch my back and I'm nobody.
Add a T and I shoot through the sky. Then add an S and I multiply. What word is it?
Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust.
People are hired to get rid of me. I'm often hiding under your bed. In time I'll always return you see. Bite me and you're surely dead.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?