When dealing with a Horse,
do not forget that it wouldn't drink water,
Just about when you would force it to.
No matter how hard you try.
The cloud,
as it is,
cannot hold rain in its season
or would stop the sun from shining.
Oh how good to use our eyes;
No too much trust or hope can
change the ways of the Clock;
It works at its wish.
Climb the Mountains,
Sing a song;
Do the mighty.
It just would not stop Nature.
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