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Sandra and the Rocket
Morning in Belen, New Mexico

Come, My Friends,

‘Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite the sounding furrows; for my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset, and the baths of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down; It may be that we shall touch the Happy Isles. Though much is taken, much abides; and though we are not now that strength which in old days moved heaven and earth, 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.

 

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