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Thank you for sharing the plight of Sisyphus. That boulder never reaches the top of the hill. If anything, it rolls backwards smashing our dreams. There is a song about high hopes, where we get up, shake it off, and do it all over again. Those high hopes are disappearing. Your excellent article describes it well. Thanks, again, Brian. Well, said.

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