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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 there is a style of music named after me.
I am million people's wakeup call. What am I?
White and thin, red within, with a nail at the end. What is it?
I question what lies above, and I’m shared with those you love. At my sound your hands will shake, and oft heard soon after wake. A card not found in a deck.
Tomorrow's yesterday. Yesterday's tomorrow. What is it?
What is big and yellow and comes in the morning, to brighten mom's day?