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The circle is complete!

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Anatoly Wasserman can delete galaxies from the Universe. Or, at worst, hide them in his pocket. And in the most extreme case, he can simply reformat the Universe.
O God of Earth and Altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.


G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal