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Thank you for your kind words.

Happy Easter, in my way, by pointing you to Goethe's 'The Awakening of Epimenides', specifically Act II, Scene 4:

SPIRITS:

Though he who has boldly risen from the abyss

Through an iron will and cunning

May conquer half the world,

Yet to the abyss he must return.

Already a terrible fear has seized him;

In vain he will resist!

And all who still stand with him

Must perish in his fall.

HOPE:

Now I find my good men

Are gathered in the night,

To wait in silence, not to sleep.

And the glorious word of liberty

They whisper and murmur,

Till in unaccustomed strangeness,

On the steps of our temple

Once again in delight they cry:

Freedom!

Freedom!

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