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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.
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?
Although my cow is dead, I still beat her. What a racket she makes!
What word looks the same upside down and backwards?
I know a word of letters three. Add two, and fewer there will be!
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?