(𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝐈, 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐈𝐕) — Wandering through monochrome hallways and half-lit stages. Letting the silence between flashlights define the shape of the soul. Capturing grief in posture, rehearsing smiles not meant to last. Lens remembers what I don't.
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