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Matilda was left alone. That was how she liked it.
She could move things with her mind and was a god damn genius and you’re jealous of her pancake making.
Damn right I’m jealous of her pancake making. Pancakes are fucking tasty.
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.
- “invictus” by william ernest henley
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