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I have every color but no gold.
What has a ring but no finger?
I am lighter than the material I am made of. You see parts of me but more of me is hidden underneath.
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?
People walk in and out of me. They push me and I follow. When they walk out on me I close up and I stay waiting for the next person to walk into my life when I have a more open mind
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?