Invictus
Do fundo desta noite que persiste
A me envolver em breu - eterno e espesso,
A qualquer deus - se algum acaso existe,
Por mi鈥檃lma insubjug谩vel agrade莽o.
Nas garras do destino e seus estragos,
Sob os golpes que o acaso atira e
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