Here we are. And the sun and the stars above us. We might be here together, or apart, or redefined. I wonder how you will write your story. How will it be read? Will the world understand? Or just me? Just you. Kiss.
Lies. everything we do is an action that symbolizes an emotion we do not feel. We think we feel it. We don't. Robots. Just moving through the motions. I wonder when the oil can will run out.
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Wizard of Oz: As for you, my galvanized friend, you want a heart. You don't know how lucky you are not to have one. Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable.
Tin-Man: But I still want one.
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