That thing of future cannot be
Forced, forced to bend or blow,
Celestial winds do come at will,
Of all that is; Its power prevails,
Past has no control over its truth,
History is over it's head doubt,
Can it be of superior wane,
Intersections of time have twisted,
And we are trapped in waterfalls of mystery!
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