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"There is nothing we cannot overcome:
Say not thy evil instinct is inherited,
Or that some trait inborn makes thy whole life forlorn,
And calls down punishment that is not merited.
Back of thy parents and grandparents lies,
The great eternal Will. That, too, is thine
Inheritance, strong, beautiful, divine;
Sure lever of success for me who tries."

Transcription Notes:
Excerpt of poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox