Text race history for they used to say we would not make it (hinduism)

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I know what it's like to lose. To feel so desperately that you're right, yet to fail nonetheless. It's frightening. Turns the legs to jelly. I ask you, to what end? Dread it. Run from it. Destiny arrives all the same. And now, it's here. Or should I say, I am.

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301 2019-04-30 20:45:14 58.97 97%