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I belong to everyone. Sometimes make you happy sometimes make you sad. I will never end until the day you do.
I can generate fear and some say I come out of your ears. I am as quiet as a mouse but not welcomed in the house.
If a man carries my burden they will get crushed to death. Though not rich I leave silver in my track.
What can fill a room but takes up no space?
Everyone has me and no one can lose me. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?