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The Country of the Blind

H. G. (Herbert George) Wells
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“And now,” said God, as he shook us out of his sleeve upon the planet he had given us to live upon, the planet that whirled about green Sirius for a sun, “now that you understand me and each other a little better,...try again.”

Then he and his great angels turned themselves about and suddenly had vanished…

The Throne had vanished.

All about me was a beautiful land, more beautiful than any I had ever seen before—­waste, austere, and wonderful; and all about me were the enlightened souls of men in new clean bodies…

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Ruby on Rails