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It has been an upsetting week for me, that’s why no new pictures in these few days. I wanted to put this poem up, but not by itself. So I updated this post, hence the title and date change. Looking forward to the weekend (I can only hope you (although you may not understand) can alteast respect my decision) Thank you.

“Invictus”
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 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 the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

– William Ernest Henley

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