Coal
Thought without action. Life without meaning. A lump of coal without wheels.
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In loneliness, we run away... but the farther we run, the more isolated we become.
Memory of Lightwaves from Final Fantasy X-2
The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
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