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| My food and drink were left behind by ancients from another time. I grind my feet upon the earth with strength come from a metal hearth. My mind is trapped when I run free when still, it wanders far from me. What am I? |
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| My food and drink were left behind by ancients from another time. I grind my feet upon the earth with strength come from a metal hearth. My mind is trapped when I run free when still, it wanders far from me. What am I? |
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