Her bald head had swollen on her shoulders, puffy with fresh blood that ringed her mouth. He seemed to be labouring under some great excitement. She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing. She climbed on top of him and straddled him, reinserting his penis inside her. Too late now. A fire enveloped her, a fire which was strangely healing, filling her heart with warmth, blotting out the menace of the world. Besides, it is all reversed now, you know. ’ He quirked an eyebrow. Have you not tired of sadness and pain?” 81 She thought she could hear tears in his voice but would not look at him.
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