Terminal 00
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Nothing can escape the truth.
Since, in sooth, distinctions,
walls of severance all...
Never existed in this, our hallowed, ever borrowed-
Hall.
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Now, take it all off at once!
There is no in-between.
Either we all fall, or it turns
about another way, so that, one other day, another
may say:
"Let us now, in respect to our err for being, pay."
Sol onset. Sol onset...
There is yet another way...
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