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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408866" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Men We Might Have Been</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When God's wrath-cloud is o'er me, <br>Affrighting heart and mind; <br>When days seem dark before me, <br>And days seem black behind; <br>Those friends who think they know me -- <br>Who deem their insight keen -- <br>They ne'er forget to show me <br>The man I might have been. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He's rich and independent, <br>Or rising fast to fame; <br>His bright star is ascendant, <br>The country knows his name; <br>His houses and his gardens <br>Are splendid to be seen; <br>His fault the wise world pardons -- <br>The man I might have been. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">His fame and fortune haunt me; <br>His virtues wave me back; <br>His name and prestige daunt me <br>When I would take the track; <br>But you, my friend true-hearted -- <br>God keep our friendship green! -- <br>You know how I was parted <br>From all I might have been. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But what avails the ache of <br>Remorse or weak regret? <br>We'll battle for the sake of <br>The men we might be yet! <br>We'll strive to keep in sight of <br>The brave, the true, and clean, <br>And triumph yet in spite of <br>The men we might have been.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a><div class=q>
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Affrighting heart and mind; 
When days seem dark before me, 
And days seem black behind; 
Those friends who think they know me -- 
Who deem their insight keen -- 
They ne'er forget to show me 
The man I might ha..."></div>
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