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Green arrows grow out of my sides. I go from yellow to white. My babies fly in the wind. What am I?
I am the hole in the night, the ever watchful eye. I return in a cycle, to enlighten the sky.
What can be forever wound up but never annoyed?
It's in your hand though you can not feel it. Only you and time can reveal it.
I wear a red robe, with staff in hand, and a stone in my throat.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?