I was going somewhere with this track, but I put it aside for a while and forgot where I was supposed to take it. So I might as well publish. Rushed completion.

I started working on the track when I wanted an escape, but the escape that I saw would also be a situation that I'd want to escape. It was right in front of me, yet elusive, as if there were a transparent wall between me and escape. Perhaps because I feel fine where I am right now, I feel no need to continue writing something that no longer expresses my sentiments.

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