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I can be cracked, I can be made. I can be told, I can be played.
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
Being able to interpret the letters on this screen proves that you have this quality.
I'm light as a feather, yet the strongest man can't hold me for more than 5 minutes.
Three little letters, a paradox to some. The worse that it is, the better it becomes.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?