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My head and tail both equal are my middle slender as a bee. Whether I stand on head or heel Is quite the same to you or me. But if my head should be cut off the matter's true though passing strange directly I to nothing change.
I destroy your home from the inside out.
I am what no man ever yet did see, which never was, but always is to be. What am I?
Crooked as a rainbow and slick as a plate ten thousand horses can't pull me straight.
Light hides me and darkness kills me. What am I?
How do you know if a sniper likes you?