They receive this little white box and there you are inside. It is their box to open wherever and whenever they please, and when that box opens it is their own little drama to play out... they are Steven Spielbergs and Woody Allens... more fittingly they are the latter, and you are their Scarlett Johansson or better yet, their Soon-Yi.
So I could call you mine, but really you are not.
I'd rather say you weren't, but to truly have you be...
Actually, I would much rather truth. I would rather that I say you are mine, and to have it be true.
It's starting to get cold in here...
I'll keep fighting.
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