Abstract
You yourself were only … the tremor of some taciturn lips … a comic tyrant who never knew where the reverse side of the coin was … clinging to his fear … and alien forever more to the music of liberation and the rockets of jubilation and the bells of glory that announced to the world the good news that the uncountable time of eternity had come to an end.1
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