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You can read me both ways I wear; One way it's a number reversed a snare.
Sometimes dark and sometimes bright I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call yet mountains I cannot move at all. My face is marred and gray But I'm majestic anyway
There is one in a minute two in a moment and none in a thousand years. What is it?
I am always in front of you, but yet I am never here. What am I?
I have a mouth on my head and eat everything.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?