I'm not escaping depression. I cannot run away from what entraps me. I'm nothing nothing nothing - a fool fool fool. What is it about mysterious people that is attractive? You think you want to solve them like a Rubik's cube - even so, you cannot help but to refer to walkthroughs for the easy way. Click him into place - click click click - you cannot even see the beauty in chaotic colours. You want him to be uniformly blue on this side, uniformly green on that, uniformly white on the other; you cannot accept that he wishes to be blue in a sea of white, or to be yellow in an array of hues. This cube in chaos is useless. But you do not know that even your heart lies in chaos in order to grow a tree.
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