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Jim Weiss
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William Ernest Henley, Invictus
Out of the night that covers me
Black as the pit from pole to pole.
I thank whatever God's may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of faith
My head is bloody but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me. unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
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