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The more I appear The less you see. So riddle me this: What could I be?
Not a comb or a brush but makes the hair feel plush. What is it?
I am neither a guest nor a trespasser in this place. I belong that belongs to me. Where is it?
Its days are numbered.
It comes from crystal and melts to a treat. Add it to your tea to make it sweet. What is it?
I am a room that has a roof but no walls. What am I?