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May the colour, may the sound of fireworks be bound to see the hope
on revellers' faces and as the day dawns we take thought or pray for those
in Shanghai and elsewhere where another year means another year of hell
using what influence, what power we have to contribute to reduce the pains
of this beautiful orb that is our abode without us being self righteous any
successes we have, or too disheartened by our defeats, persevering most of
all for a Happy New Year for us citizens of this bewildering yet wonderful world.