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my
blood
has
been
replaced
by
ink
my
fingers
turn into
keystrokes
and
fountain pens
my
head
is
filled
with
words
and
my
arms
are
full
of
books
and
acts
and
thick paper
that
longs
for
the
touch
of
my words.

 

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