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I can go through glass without breaking it.
I go up and never come down no matter how hard you wish. As I get higher, more wrinkles crawl on to the face. What am I?
I have a lot to say but can't be heard because I can't speak one single word. What am I?
I cut through evil like a double edged sword and chaos flees at my approach. Balance I single-handedly upraise through battles fought with heart and mind instead of with my gaze.
I am of several different kinds, but the one you pick doesn't do its job. What am I?
The profession of Jimi Hendrix and Eric Clapton