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I am the kind of a tree that is carried in your hand. What am I?
I am a band that does not perform sing or act.
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.
I am a protector of the scoreboard.
You turn me over after you have traveled far. What am I?
What language does a billboard speak?