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I begin and have no end and I end all that begins. What am I?
Wind and cord combine, buzzing in the box. In all this we find, though to some the use is lost. What am I?
What do you call a fish with no eye?
Upon your lonely journey I accompany you, whether you travel through endless mountains or seas of blue. Wherever you go, I keep your place. Lost you're not, when I'm embraced. What am I?
I fill a room but take no space.
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.