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My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
We are all around, yet to us you are half blind. Sunlight makes us invisible, and difficult to find
I have a face, yet no senses. But I don't really care, because time is of the essence.
What has one eye but cannot see?
Halo of water, tongue of wood. Skin of stone, long I've stood. My fingers short reach to the sky. Inside my heart men live and die.
If it’s information you seek, come and see me. If it’s pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?