I’m a pit that’s not in the ground, on your body, in pairs I’m found. I’m a host for hair and lint, but may raise a stink that makes others squint.

I can lead to riches, I can lead to woes, I can also lead to redemption Depending on which you’ve chose. Sometimes I am beaten, from all who trod on me; But those who stray and forge their own, will always feel more free.

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A rose is a rose, by any other Most don't have the same as their brother First, last and middle Is the answer to this riddle

One is the opposite of war, a time many wish for, but greed prevents it so. Another is something you take, after the whole has been separated. Either word works, but I hope you go for the first.