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My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say. What am I?
I make a loud noise when changing jacket. I become bigger and delicious.
I have an eye but I cannot see. What am I?
I canโt go left I canโt go right. I am forever stuck in a building over three stories high.
What is it that makes tears without sorrow. And takes its journey to heaven?
If itโs information you seek, come and see me. If itโs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?