My Invictus
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Out of the night that covers me
Black as the Pit from pole to pole
I thank the God that 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 unbo...
Black as the Pit from pole to pole
I thank the God that 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 unbo...
