how do you see
among this blurry mist?
i talk to you;
you listen to her instead.
you ask me to pick a scene
from Lolita,
so that we can act it out.
"my passion for acting
roots in the lies i live in."
i was given the light.
he was a photographer/ cinematographer,
so he said.
no one shoots me better than myself.
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