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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.
I am a protector of the scoreboard.
I am a mother from a family of eight. I spin around all day despite my weight. Had a ninth sibling before founding out it was fake. What am I?
I am used to bat with, yet I never get a hit. I am near a ball, yet never thrown. What am I?
I drive men mad for love of me, easily beaten, never free. What am I?
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