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I'm but a humble scribbler, Who cures what's dark with light. My body can't be feebler. My voice - my spirit's might. Not getting much attention, I hardly know acclaim. Too wise for desperation… My deeds - my future fame. 30-03-13
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 4:32 AM UTC
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I'm but a humble scribbler, Who cures what's dark with light. My body can't be feebler. My voice - my spirit's might. Not getting much attention, I hardly know acclaim. Too wise for desperation… My deeds - my future fame. 30-03-13
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 4:32 AM UTC
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