"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
It's not far away. You are going to know what I feel. You are going to feel the emptiness. In the long term you are going to know me. Your long term will start when I quit.
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