Fathoms down from day and light and warmth… in the haunting intonations of the singing of a whale; the chittering of shrimp; the clatter of a crab against a rocky reach of ocean floor… Allpressured into silence in the deep… There is no question of a voice, my voice, arising up from this dark space, …
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