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Jul 2018
Fell beings are we
Who delicate our time
Not to those causes which are above us
But to the strength of arms
And the will of the mind
For our own success
Do we see it, whatever IT may be
Though
What small recesses our minds have.
Colm
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     Shanath, Blesseur and Fawn
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