Despair not the death of giants;
Upon their broad shoulders, we are gifted—
A magnificent vista; view to possibility.
Their memory is lamp and key,
Tempered tools of heart and soul,
To see what we cannot see alone;
To unlock a future that is ours to make.
Let the beat of our hearts meet the sound
Of the millions’ feet against the ground.
To work, now. To work.
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