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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. What am I?
I am an instrument capable of making numerous sounds but cannot be touched or seen. What am I?
I am an odd number that become even when beheaded.
I dance on one feet and knows only one shape. Someone with same name as me is very good with directions
The faster you run the harder it is to catch me
As round as an apple. As deep as a cup. All the king's horses can't pull it up.