Answer:
Die without me, never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. Always watching, never speaking. Always lurking, never seen.
What does no man want, yet no man want to lose?
What gets wet while drying?
Lives without a body, hears without ears, speaks without a mouth, to which the air alone gives birth. What is it?
Its title means book.
What gets broken if itβs not kept?