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Every dawn begins with me. At dusk I'll be the first you see and daybreak couldn't come without. What midday centers all about. Daises grow from me I'm told. And when I come I end all code but in the sun I won't be found. Yet still each day I'll be around.
I sleep when you are awake, I am awake when you fall asleep. I can fly but no feathers to aid my flight. What am I?
I'm white and I'm used for cutting and grinding. When I'm damaged people usually remove me. What am I?
My first is a heir; My second's a snare; my whole is the offspring of fancy; which I sent out of play upon Valentine's day As a token of love to my Nancy.
I can wake you up in the morning but I require no electricity or winding. What am I?
The answer I give is yes, but what I mean is no. What was the question?