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Rated: E · Poetry · Psychology · #2075853
A poem about our responsibility.

This crucible into which fate has fitted me
Was not the one I chose,
nor were the gods conspiring
my ill or fortunes told,
I am the master of my destiny
forged in 20 years from birth
I've no one or anything on which to hang my blame
When four and twenty's done.


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