"If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.

It is the mystery of the unknownThat fascinates us; we are children stillWayward and wistful; with one hand we clingTo the familiar things we call our own,And with the other, resolute of will,Grope in the dark for what the day will bring
It is the mystery of the unknownThat fascinates us; we are children stillWayward and wistful; with o...
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