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Many people own a copy of me. Without me the world would fall.
What is it called when a cat wins a dog show?
I am beautiful up in the sky. I am magical yet I cannot fly. To people I bring luck to some people riches. The boy at my end does whatever he wishes
I do not have eyes but I once could see. I used to have thoughts but now Iām empty.
A dagger thrust at my own heart dictates the way I'm swayed. Left I stand and right I yield to the twisting of the blade. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?