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My head and tail both equal are my middle slender as a bee. Whether I stand on head or heel Is quite the same to you or me. But if my head should be cut off the matter's true though passing strange directly I to nothing change.
My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
I can fly but I have no wings. I can cry but I have no eyes. Wherever I go, darkness follows me. What am I?
Deposit red liquid in me.
I have a frame but no picture. I have poles but not standing up
What made Cyclops quit teaching?