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Even if you throw it away, it still comes back.
Mary's child slept in one of these
Brothers and sisters I have none but this man's father is my father's son. Who is the man?
I cannot be felt, seen or touched; Yet I can be found in everybody; My existence is always in debate; Yet there is a style of music named after me.
What word is always pronounced wrong?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?