<p>And were I to catch fire, the flames would feel like silk against my skin, against freshly-shaven skin.</p>
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<p>And?</p>
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<p>And I feel like, were I to draw a blade along my limbs, to trace each long bone, each carpal, each tarsal, it would feel like ice, and the blood that came with would be my semen, and I would give birth to whole worlds through my flesh.</p>