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| A contemplation on Hope and Honour |
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| Tales, I suppose, depend on those who spin them. |
| Hope is never a mere dream to those who hope. |
| Perhaps then some things may be immortal, even to those who are weak. |
| Some battle for the glory and greatness of majestic days. |
| Some fight with honour. Even on dog days. |
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| May your tales be ones of hope and honour. |
| Auta i lome. |
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