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I make everyone blind. You can't see me but I will always come back for you. What am I?
Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony, for others I am relief! What am I?
A hundred arms, a thousand fingers, but I have no eyes to see where I linger. What am I?
I am lighter than the material I am made of. You see parts of me but more of me is hidden underneath.
Curtail me thrice I am a youth; behead me once a snake; complete I'm often used in truth when certain steps you'd take.
Born of earth, but with none of its strength. Molded by flame, but with none of its power. Shaped