Answer:
There is one in every corner and two in every room.
The more you take the more you leave behind. What are they?
Weight in my belly, trees on my back, nails in my ribs, feet I do lack. What am I?
I have a name written on me, but it isnβt my name. Men plant me, but I never grow. They look at me and see their future, rotting in my bloom.
I break away from my pack. I create holes in my victims. I can travel for miles and then disappear. I am part of a dying breed. What am I?
Before Google, we actually had to physically look things up in this building full of knowledge.