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You only see what I allow. First, there's the gaze. It has too much honesty for this color. Without unnecessary colors, there's only a depth that can be easily lost if you stare for too long. Then, there are the lips. Every movement, every breath... You follow their outline, trying to guess the words that I never utter aloud. The camera slowly pans down. To where the light turns into a deep shadow. You feel the rhythm, you see the outlines, but the most important things remain in the unknown. Where the frame ends, your imagination begins... I am here. But I am only a play of light and shadow