Riddles

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I measure the strength of the unseen,

I help you see what cannot be seen.

Through me, a lens is made just right,

For blurry days or dazzling light.

My numbers dance with plus and minus,

But no one sees what’s truly behind us.

What am I?

I split into three but act as one,

If I’m blocked, trouble has begun.

I’m the messenger, fast and fine,

Carrying vision down my line.

What am I?