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The metal was cold to the touch. It felt alien. Strange. Like it had seen more in its existence than anything I could possibly understand. It would persist long after my time, too, I was sure of it. Whatever heavenly journey it was on, I was merely a passing moment. To me, this metal was the difference between my today and my tomorrow.

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