The passing away of a great personage both sends a wave of chill down my useless spine and, as I panic, presages a darker prospect ahead that I can't masquerade as not feeling so... But the lights, which had been cast upon, were cast, are cast and to be cast upon remain through eternity, even through doomsday because the refined truth shines ever and ever. It is more than losing my own parents. He is the father of all peace-equality-humanity-loving at large. But to pick up or follow, at least serendipitously stumbling on, the refined footsteps of truths (including justices) matters for the universal sense deep down there latent or awakened.
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