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When you take away the whole from me, there is always some left. What am I?
I welcome the day with a show of light. I steathily came here in the night. I bathe the earthy stuff at dawn but by noon, I'm gone. What am I?
I am a piece of paper that takes most people 3 or 4 years to get. What am I?
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 go around and in the house but never touches the house
When I'm born I fly. When I'm alive I lay. When I'm dead I run.