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“His fate was not in his own hands, it seemed to him. And it was not until much later that he came to realise that the reason it was not in his own hands was because, quite simply, he had never thought to grasp it and hold on. No-one had ever told him that he could.”

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Book:A Patchwork Of Moonlight And Shadow
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Book:Confessions of an English Opium Eater: Being an Extract from the Life of a Scholar
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Author:Stewart Stafford
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