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It’s a metaphor, see?
You put the killing thing
Right between your teeth,
But you don’t give it the power
To do its killing.
But you don’t get to choose
If you get hurt in this world.
”I was afraid” (116)
“I did not move” (116)
“Doing nothing [became] the norm” (SP 19)
