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I live above a star who never burns. I have 11 neighbors but they never turn. My initials are p q r and sometimes s.
I am a kind of coat that can only be put on when wet.
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 can fly but I have no wings. I can cry but I have no eyes. Wherever I go, darkness follows me. What am I?
I take off my clothes when you put on your clothes. I put on my clothes when you take off your clothes. What am I?
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.