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I have keys but no locks. I have space but no room. You can enter but canβt go outside. What am I?
In all the world none can compare I am a tiny weaver my deadly cloth so silky and fair.
I am black and white and full of fuzz
Keep doing me to avoid lens dryness
Two bodies have I, though both joined in one. The more I stand still the faster I run. What am I?
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.