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The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
I can't change where I come from or what I've been through, so why should I be ashamed of what makes me, me?