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O lady of the depths,
what are you doing at the surface,
attentive to all that passes
watching the clock at my hour?

what obscure deliverance
do you ask my alliance?

O you, always ready to end,
you would like to hold me back
on the very edge of abyss
Of which you are the strange summit.

(Maurice Blanchot, “The Infinite Conversation”, 1933)