Answer:
Never alive but practically extinct. How we miss the letters pressing the ribbon of ink. What is it?
I don't think or eat or slumber. Or move around or fear thunder. Just like you I look the same but I can't harm you or be your bane.
I am a box that holds keys without locks, yet they can unlock your soul.
Die without me, never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. Always watching, never speaking. Always lurking, never seen.
Voiceless it cries,Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters.
What language does a billboard speak?