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The clock of life is wound but once,
And no man has the power
To tell just when the hands will stop
At late or early hour.
Now is the only time you own.
Live, love, toil with a will.
Place no faith in time.
For the clock may soon be still.
Henry W. Robinson said it very well in his Chapter 3 – ‘If Hot Air Rises, How Come It’s Cold Up Here?’ http://www.lochlyn.org/chap3.htm
It goes from hot to cold, wet to dry and from high pressure to low pressure.
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