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Out of the night that covers me, black as the pit from pole to pole, i thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul
In the fell clutch of circumstance i have not winced nor cried aloud. under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody , but unbowed
Beyond this place of wrath and tears looms but horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years finds and shall find me unafraid
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