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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?
Find me on body builders or in the drink aisle. What am I?
Never ahead, ever behind, yet flying swiftly past; for a child, I last forever; for an adult, I'm gone too fast. What am I?
Iβm found in your socks, scarves, and mittens; and often in the paws of playful kittens. What am I?
I am the signature stroll of ducks and penguins
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatβs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.