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I have a few points but we're not competing. I'll help you win when you're eating.
I am alive without breath and cold as death. I am never thirsty but always drinking.
I have hands but cannot clap. What am I?
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.
I have a small hill with seven holes.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.