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My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say. What am I?
If you drop me I'm sure to crack but give me a smile and I'll always smile back. What am I?
I have six faces but not even one body connected, 21 eyes in total but cannot see. What am I?
I begin and have no end and I end all that begins. What am I?
What can travel all around the world without leaving its corner?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?