Answer:
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams dreamt my merest touch brings laughter.
I tremble at each breath of air and yet can heaviest burdens bear.
I can never be stolen from you. I am owned by everyone. Some have more some have less.
Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony for others I am relief. Who am I?
Everyone has me except for a few. You may not be able to identify me but I can always identify you. What am I?
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?