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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?
What gets whiter the dirtier it gets?
Every night I'm told what to do and each morning I do what I'm told. But I still don't escape your scold
I welcome the day with a show of light. I steathily came here in the night. I bathe the earthy stuff at dawn but by noon, I'm gone. What am I?
What is easy to get into but hard to get out of?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?
What am I?
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