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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 have six faces but not even one body connected, 21 eyes in total but cannot see. What am I?
I row quickly with four oars, but never come out from under my own roof. What am I?
Taken from a mine and then locked up in a wooden case. I am used by students everyday.
A young man wants to have me but when he has me, he no longer wants me. What am I?
The answer I give is yes, but what I mean is no. What was the question?