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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝗫𝗖𝗩. 𝗜𝗡𝗩𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗨𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗗𝗘𝗭𝗠𝗔𝗡
ㅤOut of the night that covers me, black as the pit from pole to pole, i thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul.
ㅤIn the fell clutch of circumstance, i have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance my head is bloody, but unbowed.
ㅤBeyond this place of wrath and tears looms but the horror of the shade, and yet the manace of the years finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
ㅤIt matters not how strait the gate, how changed with punishments the scroll. I am the master of my fate. I am the captain of my soul.
— 𝖂iliam 𝕰𝖗nest 𝕳𝖊𝖓ley.
ㅤOut of the night that covers me, black as the pit from pole to pole, i thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul.
ㅤIn the fell clutch of circumstance, i have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance my head is bloody, but unbowed.
ㅤBeyond this place of wrath and tears looms but the horror of the shade, and yet the manace of the years finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
ㅤIt matters not how strait the gate, how changed with punishments the scroll. I am the master of my fate. I am the captain of my soul.
— 𝖂iliam 𝕰𝖗nest 𝕳𝖊𝖓ley.