But tonight I say we must not move backward, but forward. We must not move forward but upward. And always — twirling, twirling, twirling — towards freedom.
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Old man yells—at The Cloud.
But tonight I say we must not move backward, but forward. We must not move forward but upward. And always — twirling, twirling, twirling — towards freedom.
Old man yells—at The Cloud.
