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The higher I climb, the hotter I engage. I cannot escape my crystal cage. What am I?
I come in different colors and shapes. Some parts of me are curvy some are straight. You can put me anywhere you like but there is only one right place for me.
I go up and down at the same time. Up towards to sky and down towards the ground. What am I?
I have a head and a tail but my eyes can never see my tail.
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. What am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?