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Founder's Canon
January 19, 2026
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’m sick, I’m done, I’m through

With walking all this way just to Give up at edges of the ledges That I wish to dive from to Down to the ground to make the sound Of body pounding pavement found When I am drowning in the frowns Of all the fucks who’ve stuck around Remove this glue that holds me to A ruined dream that once was you Life’s just a lie, where nothing’s true I jumped to die, instead I flew

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