Answer:
I begin and have no end. Eventually I will be the end of all that has begun.
Take away my first letter and I still sound the same. Take away my last letter I still sound the same. Even take away my letter in the middle I will still sound the same. I am a five-letter word. What am I?
Die without me, never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. Always watching, never speaking. Always lurking, never seen. What am I?
I have a small hill with seven holes.
I belong to you but others use me more often than you do. 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.