it is addressed thusly:
A vision.
it reads:
The test of our mettle is such
A burning, a breaking, a falling-down
Fast, blind at the wheel of time
Without a sound; without a sound
Crashing in space we shall surely drown
In nothing, caught in the crime
And without our foot on the clutch.

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