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To write is an act of aggression. Words. Language. Slicing.

How does one speak without shuddering? The rupture of air via sound.

How does one read without wincing? The penetration of pupils via photon, and symbol, and the desire of someone outside.

I am all ear and skin and retina-wide eyes; I am a neuron firing and firing and firing into the machine.

I sigh, I think. I delight. I breathe. Ai-

I.

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