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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.

Drifter: Saturday, August 06, 2005

Numero Uno


Never dreamt Id be doing this. my "thoughts" are a crock of steaming shit. I simply do not understand why somebody would offer free space for people to write shit like
"I noticed a boil on my arse today... the size and color of a cherry".

I was going thru Mayur's collection of crap when I saw a link that said "Tanushree".
Dunno why, I just like that name. So I went ahead and clicked.
Something clicked in my head, too. I was motivated.
T., your writing rocks.

hasta la vista.

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