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There's a one-story house in which everything is green. Green walls green windows green doors. What color are the stairs?
I am good at concealing what's real and hide what's true. Sometimes I bring out the courage in you!
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.
The higher I climb, the hotter I engage. I cannot escape my crystal cage. What am I?
I can be simple or I can be complex. I can be found in this riddle or in everyday life. I can be shapes or even colors.
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk