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I'm the source of all emotion but I'm caged in a white prison.
I go up and never come down no matter how hard you wish. As I get higher more wrinkles crawl onto your face.
I am a house with two occupants sometimes one rarely three. Break the walls eat the boarders then throw away me.
What gets bigger when more is taken away?
I tell people to be careful when handling boxes.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?