"This world is made of
countless boxes.
People bend and stuff their bodies into
their own boxes. And stay there for the
rest of their lives. And eventually, inside
the box, they forget: what they looked
like; what they loved; who they loved.
That's why I'm getting out of my box."
People bend and stuff their bodies into
their own boxes. And stay there for the
rest of their lives. And eventually, inside
the box, they forget: what they looked
like; what they loved; who they loved.
That's why I'm getting out of my box."
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