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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.
I am a precious little thing, dancing and eating all the time. Watch me from a distance, so you can feel my warm and gentle love. But don't come to close or my next meal you could be!
When they are caught, they are thrown away. When they escape, you itch all day.
Large as a mountain, small as a pea, Endlessly swimming in a water-less sea.
It regulates our daily movements, but it feels no interest in our lives. It directs us when to come and go, but does not care if we pay attention. What is it?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?