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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.
Drop me and the world will shatter. You can always find me where you empty your bladder.
Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony, for others I am relief! What am I?
In my life I must bare my bloodline I must share.
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?