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Tool of thief, toy of queen. Always used to be unseen. Sign of joy, sign of sorrow. Giving all likeness borrowed.
I count time, but have no end. Tick tick, but I am not a clock. What am I?
In the evening I'm long, in the morning I'm smallΝΎ When seen in a ballroom, I'm nothing at all.
Fatherless and motherless. Born without sin, roared when it came into the world. And never spoke again.
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes. I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
How do you know if a sniper likes you?