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When set loose I fly away. Never so cursed as when I go astray.
You can hold it without using your hands or your arms. What is it?
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 goes through the door without pinching itself? What sits on the stove without burning itself? What sits on the table and is not ashamed?
Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?