In fields of gold, I do reside,
Yet in my grasp, no grain nor hide.
A crown of teeth, a royal mane,
My kingdom vast, where buzzers reign.
In darkness deep, I come to light,
Unravel knots with all my might.
A tool for groomers, slick and deft,
Yet to the wise, I am a theft.
From hive to hand, a journey grand,
In shadows cast, I take my stand.
What am I, so small, yet bold?
Unlock my secret, truth behold.
Choose wisely, let your intuition guide,
For in this riddle, truths abide.
Click on the correct answer.
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