By Edwin Markham
Where is a destiny that makes us Brothers
None goes his way alone
All that we send into the lives of others
Come back to our own.
I care not what his temple or creeds,
One thing hold firm and fast-
That into his fateful heap of days and deeds
The soul of man is cast.
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