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I was not born but I am here. I have no name but I am given many. I was made by science and life
I have a name that's not mine and no one cares about me in their prime. People cry at my sight and lie by me all day and night.
I am full of holes but still hold water. What am I?
I am of several different kinds, but the one you pick doesn't do its job. What am I?
I tremble at each breath of air, and yet can heaviest burdens bear. What am I?
I always have to work with something in my eye. What am I?