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Inhalation
Her indwelling presence was a sinister fume that stroked the inside of My pulmonary alveoli with a serrated indifference.
Except, there was no exchange of gases filling My bloodstream–no circulation of vitality, but rather, a diffusion of unashamed contempt pervaded My every breath.
She enjoyed being inhaled, and I needed to expel her from My waking life.