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I count time, but have no end. Tick tick, but I am not a clock. What am I?
I have legs but never walk, I may have flowers but no soil, I hold food but never eat.
I can be written, I can be spoken, I can be exposed, I can be broken.
Sleeping during the day, I hide away. Watchful through the night, I open at dawn's light. But only for the briefest time, do I shine. And then I hide away. And sleep through the day.
Slayer of regrets, old and new, sought by many, found by few.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail