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Ai

But I could say anything, couldn’t I?
Like a bed we make and unmake at whim,
the truth is always changing,
always shaped by the latest
collective urge to destroy.

—  Ai, from “The Testimony of J. Robert Oppenheimer,” Vice: New and Selected Poems. (W. W. Norton & Company; 1st Ed. edition June 17, 2000) Originally published March 1st 1999.

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