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Continue to ChatMy son will forever travel through a moonless night with only the roar of wind for company.... A drowning man is not separated from the lust for air by a bridge of thought—he is one with it—and my son, conceived and grown in an ethanol bath, lives each day in the act of drowning. For him there is no shore. - Michael Dorris from https://whatsmyquote.com/quote/my-son-will-forever-travel-through-a-moonless-night-with-only-the-roar-of-wind-for-company-a-drowning-man-is