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You can see it everyday, but cannot touch it at will. What is it?
I can be cracked, made, told, and played. What am I?
If you have it, you donβt share it. If you share it, you donβt have it. What is it?
I am wood that is neither hard straight or crooked
I go from house to house a messenger small and tight. Whether it rains or snows I sleep outside at night.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?