Ingrained in my fate to swallow anger.

How great my abasement of pride, my joys so few

The magnitude of grief and happiness meagre

Ingrained in my fate to swallow anger.

Painful years brought to view.

Nor scars shaped old times anew.

How great my abasement of pride, my joys so few

Ingrained in my fate to swallow anger.

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