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Every dawn begins with me. At dusk I'll be the first you see and daybreak couldn't come without. What midday centers all about. Daises grow from me I'm told. And when I come I end all code but in the sun I won't be found. Yet still each day I'll be around.
I am constantly overlooked by everyone but everyone has me.
I am a shower that lights up the sky
I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red. What am I?
What has a bottom at the top?
Written on with words of white, Has the color of the night, Is the teacher's best delight, And a student's daily fright