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The iron heel - London, Jack ยท 60 words
Joy upon joy and gain upon gain Are the destined rights of my birth, And I shout the praise of my endless days To the echoing edge of the earth. Though I suffer all deaths that a man can die To the uttermost end of time, I have deep drained this, my cup of bliss, In every age and clime
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