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You turn me over after you have traveled far. What am I?
Adored by few, feared and hated by many. Mistress of the entire universal reason, master in the art of numbers. Some may have solved many of my mysteries, but there are still many of them to find. What am I?
I belong to everyone. Sometimes make you happy, sometimes make you sad. I will never end until the day you do. What am I?
Whoever makes it tells it not. Whoever takes it knows it not. Whoever knows it wants it not
With a halo of water and a tongue of wood; stone as skin long I stood.
The more of me you take, the more I appear behind you. What am I?