"Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield" — Alfred Lord Tennyson
All that I am doing is distracting meself from my presumed inability to do the Math, trudging sincerely on the road of rhetoric , leaving reason to ruin.
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