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THE POTTER'S HAND

You cannot hasten the wind
neither can you tell the rain when to stop.
Don't you know there is He Who holds the key?

He churns the hands of time
and waves in seasons.

You cannot cheat fate,nor manipulate destiny.
It happens that which is ordained
(when He okeys) to the rightful heir.

Don't you know
it's all in the Potter's Hand?
Written by peninnah (The Blue Rose)
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