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It's in your hand though you can not feel it. Only you and time can reveal it.
I am a sound made by felines when petted.
Poor people have it. Rich people need it. If you eat it you die. What is it?
You do not want me when you donโt have me but when you have me you don't want to lose me.
I am a candy that looks like a shepherdโs staff.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?