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There must be an old Maya or Aztech profecy that runs:

Leave your hope, thou who see
Empty queues in all five seas:
No more work, no more life,
And the stream will end tonight.
Can thou bear the burden, mate,
Or perhaps thou joined too late?
Never mind this speaking close
There's nothing left, it's right to adios.
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Bye, Lem