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You may enter, but you may not come in. I have space, but no room, I have keys, but open no lock. What am I?
I am a tool for fairies.
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes; I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
Everyone has me, but nobody can lose me. What am I?
What dress does everyone have, but no one wears?
All about, but cannot be seen, Can be captured, cannot be held, No throat, but can be heard. Who am I?