Riddle: 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?
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Riddle: You fill me up when I get low. On roads and highways, with me, you go. What am I?
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Riddle: All about, but cannot be seen. Can be captured, but cannot be held. No throat, but can be heard.
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Riddle: Almost everyone sees me without noticing me, For what is beyond is what he or she seeks. What am I?
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Riddle: When I point up it's bright, but when I point down it's dark. What am I?
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