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Its just that the daily shouldering of the timbered cross , striding forth, under loads mere mortals would turn to dust with, I must not falter, even if the assuaging of your fears, sorrow or cascasing meloncholly machinations would follow, I cannot, I must not ever step from the path of righteousness !
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