Ninety-three two-inch squares on the wall,
Ninety-three two-inch squares,
If one of those squares should happen to fall,
Ninety-two two-inch squares on the wall…
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We are spinning our own fates, good or evil, and never to be undone. Every smallest stroke of virtue or of vice leaves its never so little scar.
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