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I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths. What am I?
I have keys but no locks. I have space but no room. You can enter but canβt go outside. What am I?
Everyone has me except for a few. You may not be able to identify me but I can always identify you. What am I?
What has banks but no money a bed but no sleep waves but no ocean?
I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold. I am the parent of numbers that cannot be told. I am a gift beyond measure, a matter of course. What am I?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.