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If you have me, you want to share me. Once you share me, you won't have me. What am I?
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 five-letter word becomes shorter when you add two letters to it?
I am enjoyed by some, despised by others. Some take me for granted, some treasure me like a gift. I last forever, unless you break me first. What am I?
What two keys cannot open any door?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?