<p><br></p><p>You are holding me right now,</p><p>even if your hands are empty.</p><p><br></p><p>The more you try to keep me,</p><p>the faster I disappear.</p><p><br></p><p>I can be wasted, stolen, or given,</p><p>yet no one has ever seen me.</p><p><br></p><p>The poor and the rich have the same amount of me each day,</p><p>yet one complains, and the other builds empires.</p><p><br></p><p>I never stop, never rest, never return,</p><p>and when I’m gone, I take everything with me.</p><p><br></p><p>What am I? ❓</p><p><br></p>
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