Look at those eyes.
Like jade.
Perfectly made.
Beautiful.
But they’re depthless.
Meaningless.
Like the Nameless Color.
What troubles you?
You’ll make it through-
-Maybe.
Like jade.
Perfectly made.
Beautiful.
But they’re depthless.
Meaningless.
Like the Nameless Color.
What troubles you?
You’ll make it through-
-Maybe.



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