Muneel Zaidi

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end? Then it occurred to me that he had indeed forgotten all ordinary words, and that was a terrible thought: not to know a single word of your own, not to have a single thought of your own, to be unable to say anything human, to speak without need or meaning, to speak in front of me as if I were not there, to be condemned to speak by rote. And I was condemned to listen to what I already knew.
Death and the Dervish
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