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clouds give back to earth again

The moisture they absorb;

An atom floating in the sun

Is lasting as an orb.

We fear lest ill should fly itself,

And wrong at last prevail:

Lest good should lack its just reward

And light untimely fail:

We falter, and distrust the fate

We may not understand;