a little piece left of white debranded sweets coated with pink sprinkled with seeds savoured maybe I would have picked dark but you choose to gift light bit by bit I lit
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I am aware and I see. I teach the art of filmproduction. I enter as the Catalyst. I catalyze the awareness of the essentials and the aestetics.