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38 Tr appist The old monk has not spoken a word in decades, and would he remember how if he wanted to try? There is temptation in the word abyss, or in ex nihilo, a whiff of sulfur in the trisyllabic sacrament. And what if he stands looking at the blinding firmament where black holes megaphone the voice of God In the ineffable traces of neutrinos? He might give voice To what he loves, if he could understand his own Dialect, if he had a universe, or a mother, or a tongue. ...

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