We Have Our Inheritance
"Under a juniper-tree the bones sang, scattered and shining
We are glad to be scattered, we did little good to each other, united
In the quiet of the desert. This is the land which ye
Shall divide by lot. And neither division nor unity
Matters. This is the land.
We have our inheritance."
From Ash Wednesday by T. S. Eliot
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