Looking at the trees outside the library and my room, especially in this season, all stripped of leaves, just the bare branches, I admire the intricate design the branches form. There is certainly no orderly fashion in which the branches grow. All convoluted, twisted, in different directions, uneven...
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However, even in its grotesque shape and size, the branches and the tree as a whole look great. No method or order or symmetry. Or perhaps not one that I can observe. ... perhaps it has its own 'method in madness'.
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