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-Who are you?
-Me? I don't know...
-I don't believe you.
-You should.
-No.
-Why not?
-I know, you know who you are.
-What makes you believe that I know who I am?
-Everyone knows that.
-No. Not I.
-Yes, you do. Deep within.
-What if I don't want to know who I am?
-Then you are a moron.
-What do you mean?
-Isn't every persons true purpose in life to find his true self?
-What do you mean?
-In everything we do, we seek yourselves. What do I like, what do I want.
-Oh...
-Therefore I believe that you already know who you are.
-Yes. You're right. I do.
-Then who are you?
-A torch.
-A torch?
-Yes. Someone already dead.
-I don't understand.
-There's no need for you to do that.
-What if I want to understand?
-It doesn't matter.
-You are wrong. It does.
-No.
-You can't decide that by yourself.
-As I said, it doesn't matter.
-Yes it does.
-I'm dead.
-No, you're not. You're a torch.
-Yes. Dead.
-No. Alive. A living torch.
-There isn't such a thing.
-Now there is.
-Then who do you say I am?
-A living torch.