Answer:
What can travel all around the world without leaving its corner?
I have roots that no one sees and I am taller than trees. Up, up I go, but never do I grow. What am I?
Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony, for others I am relief! What am I?
When you stop and look, you can always see me. If you try to touch, you cannot feel me. I cannot move, but as you near me, I will move away from you. What am I?
I am created through suffering, inspiration, joy, and even despair. Born as an idea, and then presented to the human eye. Unlike living things, I never die. What am I?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.