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...and you look out the window and see people, defying all existing realities, falling through the ground. Naturally, you try to explain to yourself why this is happening and why you didn't fall through :)

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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