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My first is nothing but a nameอพ my second is more smallอพ my whole is of so little fame it has no name at all.
It regulates our daily movements, but it feels no interest in our lives. It directs us when to come and go, but does not care if we pay attention. What is it?
Stealthy as a shadow in the dead of night, cunning but affectionate if given a bite. Never owned but often loved. At my sport considered cruel, but that's because you never know me at all.
Thousands lay up gold within this house, But no man made it. Spears past counting guard this house, But no man wards it.
What surrounds the world, yet dwells within a thimble?
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?