Answer:
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.
There are several different kinds, but the one you pick doesn't do its job. What is it?
Only two backbones and thousands of ribs.
What is it that was given to you, belongs only to you. And yet your friends use it more than you do?
Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.
what is a duck that is in Starbucks?