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I had a bright start, but I couldn't take the pressure. I consume everything, yet I don't eat anything. What am I?
Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony for others I am relief. Who am I?
I love to twist and dance. Though wingless I fly high up into the sky.
I have a head tail but no arms and legs.
I can be cracked, made, told, and played. What am I?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?