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My first two letters say my name. My last letter asks a question. What I embrace I destroy.
My keepers feed me colored balls. With sticks they store on my den walls. Sometimes I store them in my pouch. Sometimes deep in my belly; ouch!
I direct you from outer space.
If you lose me, you may cause people around you to lose me too. What am I?
A thousand wheels but move I do not. Call me what I am call me a lot.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?