Mountains rise to their own heights;
Oceans know their own depth of tides;
Why compare them with your jealous sights?
Wind express its own freedom;
Clouds show their own soft kingdom;
Why bother them because of your own boredom?
Peas trundling along in a pod,
Hold and mold by the root of squad.
Why broke out in a ruthless riot?
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