Who am I?

I come from the earth,
But I am not alive.

I make humans feel emotions,
But I have none.

Many want to learn more about me,
But I can not learn.

I can travel on my own,
But I do not have limbs.

I am something a human can hold,
But I can not hold anything.

I resemble a rock,
But if thrown the victim would be baffled
As I am sure you will be.

Because I am a potato,
And what type of person throws potatoes at other people?

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