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“And yet I fear a second life more than I fear my death. Why me, I fear those fumbling, healing hands, why couldn’t you let me lie in my silent decay and darkness? I have acquired a painful sensitivity to noise, to radiation and to the taste of love degrading itself away in men and in myself until it levels itself completely, no movement and no life around my staring eyes and I work out the square root of my time.”