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Whoever makes it, tells it not. Whoever takes it, knows it not. Whoever knows it, wants it not. What is it?
A hole in a pole, though I fill a hole in white. I'm used more by the day, and less by the night.
This is in a realm of true and in a realm false, but you experience me as you turn and toss.
Twigs and spheres and poles and plates. Join and bind to reason make.
What has four wings but cannot fly and uses the wind but does not know why?
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?