You can not smell me, taste me or see me but I am noble, made from decay, born in the cracking of homes global
With no power around, I am set free, a philosophy of chaos, in the worst times people love me; what am I?
A little part of me is wood but i'm mostly ice, they tried to make me into a carrier at the worlds darkest time; what am I?
I feel your every move, I hear you every thought, Im with you from birth, and Ill see you rot; what am I?
I can be a member of a group but never blend in; what am I?
I have 4 legs in the morning, 2 in the middle of the day and 3 in the evening; what am I?
I can be done with the teeth, the eyes or the mind; what am I?
Inside of me you will find a lot of spheres, some can be negative, some can be positive, some neither but most of me is empty space; what am I?
I am venomous but dont bite, I lay eggs and have a bill but Im not a bird, if you have many of me you have a puddle; what am I?
Slayer of regrets, old and new, sought by many, found by few; what am I?
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