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Chapter VIII: Part II: The Lightning

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And what man moves but on the crest of history!
The spark flashes from each to each.
The incandescence fuses--
Blooms out of the ghetto pit--
Roars to the sky--
Fans into a fiery liberty tree
Showering its seed to the last beaches of the embattled earth!
--HARRY GRANICK

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