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"Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the earth are never alone or weary of life."
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The robotic man leaned against the bar, his gaze cast downward upon his metal-plated hands. He reached into his vest pocket, then pulled out his pipe. He always loved having a pipe between his teeth, even if it wasn't lit.
This one was deep mahogany with a gold metal body and bowl. Gears were engraved on the metal. He had gotten it custom made.
Now, it was between his teeth, and he adjusted his hat, an overhanging sense of depression clouding his insides.
Today marked the fifth month that his beloved left him. Every day, he awoke alone, and every day, he fought back the tears. He longed just to see her one more time, to know that she was safe. He loved her more than anything, even now, when he felt that she was no longer with him.
He was waiting for her. He would always be waiting for her...
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