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When we put into words and bring to mean, is this a loss/some sort of losing? In writing, are we giving up a Ghost? When our words are read, are they taken from us? Similarly, what is virginity, and why is it made to lose? In that case, is it ever really ours, if it exists to be lost, given away, and/or taken from us by another? And after we lose our virginity, do we ever stop losing ourselves in having sex? Is virginity just a word for the death of innocence? Are our words all we have to lose? In sex and writing, are we just constantly replacing pieces of ourselves with those of other people? Is this why we can’t ever really, truly, (be)come ourselves?

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