manuscriptx
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You know what the poet said.
Through the travail of ages, it's the pomp and toils of war. I fight and strove and perish countless times upon a star. As if through a glass and darkly, it's the age old strife I see. I fight under many guises, many names, but always me.
You know who the poet was?
Me.
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Through the travail of ages, it's the pomp and toils of war. I fight and strove and perish countless times upon a star. As if through a glass and darkly, it's the age old strife I see. I fight under many guises, many names, but always me.
You know who the poet was?
Me.
http://www.jackmanslanding.com/gallery/film-stage-tv/images/x-men-3/wolvieclawsclose1.jpg
