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Most Holy Father, we cannot for a moment accept your
calls for peace. We confess that to prolong this war for even an hour would
be a crime if it were possible to bring it to an end by a reassuring treaty.
(As that is not possible) our peace would in that case only be a
conciliatory peace. It would not be the peace of diplomats, nor the peace of
Stockholm, nor the peace of the Soviets, nor the illusory but sincere peace
of our socialist; it would not even be - and this we regret with all our
heart -peace achieved by a fatherhood which put itself between the two
camps. It would be peace by bitter war to the end, the peace of power
employing violent means, the peace of the soldier. We are sons who sometimes
say 'No, no', like the rebellious son in the gospel.
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