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I hide but my head is outside. What am I?
I am free the first time and the second time, but the third time is going to cost you money. What am I?
A young man wants to have me but when he has me, he no longer wants me. What am I?
I am flora, not fauna. I am foliage, not trees. I am shrubbery, not grass. What am I?
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.
What is always coming but never arrives?