unscarred





It is better that a man should struggle with himself

To wrestle within him a beast

To give upon his chin an iron fist

It is better this, than to comfort himself as he is

For if he had not

But to lay with himself in gluttonous vain

He had not to know himself at all,

For self is born of pain

Upon contractions of doubt, humility, and battle lost

His pride set out, his pride his cost

But let his shame become his ally

For when upon it a man finds himself a bruised breast

And so a man unscarred
Is the man that had not known himself





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