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@smugumin @deprecated_ii It was not part of their blood, It came to them very late, With long arrears to make good, When the Redditor began to hate.
They were not easily moved, They were icy -- willing to wait Till every count should be proved, Ere the Redditor began to hate.
Their voices were even and low. Their eyes were level and straight. There was neither sign nor show When the Redditor began to hate.
It was not preached to the crowd. It was taught against by the state. No man spoke it aloud When the Redditor began to hate.
It was not suddently bred. It will not swiftly abate. Through the chilled years ahead, When Time shall count from the date That the Redditor began to hate.