For all my chronically-ill friends!

Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved heaven and earth; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will; 
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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