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What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
I beam I shine I sparkle white. I’ll brighten the day with a single light. I’ll charm and enchant all I’ll bring the best in you all.
I am full of holes but still hold water. What am I?
My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
I am lighter than air, but a hundred people cannot lift me. Careful, I am fragile. What am I?
I never sleep yet sometimes I weep. I can get angry or just be happy. Wherever you go, I will follow. No matter what you do, I will be there. I cannot die. What am I?