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                                  The dove descending breaks the air
		                     With flame of incandescent terror
                                  Of which the tongues declare
                                  The one discharge from sin and error
                                  The only hope, or else despair
                                      Lies in the choice of pyre or pyre--
                                      To be redeemed from fire by fire.

                         
                                              --"Little Gidding," T. S. Eliot