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I am created through suffering, inspiration, joy, and even despair. Born as an idea, and then presented to the human eye. Unlike living things, I never die. What am I?
I have keys but no locks. I have space but no room. You can enter but can't go outside. What am I?
A young man wants to have me but when he has me, he no longer wants me. What am I?
In buckles or lace I help set the pace. The farther you go the thinner I grow.
I have an eye but am blind, a sea, but no water; a bee, but no honey; tea but no coffee; and a why, but no answer. What am I?
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.