I may share riddles and they may be silly or serious. I only reply to the correct answer. I can be absent for a long time, but I always come back.
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I call the shots, but not as much as the ones that I should command. My sway and hold over them is such that they may ignore what I demand. I sit and walk and stew in despair when the threads and ends don’t tie, and I would admit, it seems too fair that someone shall indeed die. You’d call me lazy and kick up a fuss. Would you name the lot of us?
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I do not intend to answer every proposed solution. Only the right one.
(which is not the moth)
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Incorrect.
Cogs stop turning at the thirteenth hour,
as the sweetest honey turns to sour.
A broken breath for a broken word
is the call to flee of a broken bird.
If I sleep deeply my future is bright.
Can you spot my shadow above the light?
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Cogs stop turning at the thirteenth hour,
as the sweetest honey turns to sour.
A broken breath for a broken word
is the call to flee of a broken bird.
If I sleep deeply my future is bright.
Can you spot my shadow above the light?
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