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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 have an eye but cannot see. I take time to generate and can dissipate in seconds. What am I?
I make you weak at the worst of all times. I keep you safe I keep you fine. I make your hands sweat and your heart grow cold. I visit the weak but seldom the bold.
I can wake you up in the morning but I require no electricity or winding. What am I?
What gets bigger the more you take away?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?