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My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say. What am I?
I will go within you and destroy you. Only because you wanted me too
The more it dries the wetter it gets. What is it?
People make me, save me, change me, and raise me. What am I?
Part carbon, part water, I am poison to the fishes. Many falsely claim my name, I am the pause that refreshes. What am I?
A man goes out in heavy rain with nothing to protect him from it. His hair doesn't get wet. How does he do that?