Answer:
You can draw me, fire me or fill me in.
I am neither a guest nor a trespasser in this place. I belong that belongs to me. Where is it?
One more than a duet.
If there are three cups of sugar and you take one away, how many do you have?
Deep, deep, do they go. Spreading out as they go. Never needing any air. They are sometimes as fine as hair
I touch the Earth, I touch the sky, but if I touch you, you’ll likely die. What am I?