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If I may not command the stars’ domain, I’ll light a lamp that scorns the night’s disdain; For in small deeds, with greatness wrought anew, The finite hand may shape the infinite true.
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Mar 26
Mar 26, 2026 at 4:31 AM UTC
The Alchemy of the Small
If I may not command the stars’ domain, I’ll light a lamp that scorns the night’s disdain; For in small deeds, with greatness wrought anew, The finite hand may shape the infinite true.
The Alchemy of the Small 26/03/2026 All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
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