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Held firmly in the hands, like a sword it cuts deep. Bloodless strokes, all, then forward we leap.
According to the music industry, you can count on a midnight train and the devil to turn up here.
When can someone truthfully tell someone โwell doneโ but think they did a bad job?
What do you throw out to use and take in when you're done?
Who is that with a neck and no head, two arms and no hands? What is it?
If itโs information you seek, come and see me. If itโs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?