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Founder's Canon
January 19, 2026
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wanna scar my face for all to see

The way I feel’s your fault to me Why can’t you just talk to me? ‘Cause being strong’s so hard to be Now all I once thought that I knew Has turned out fake, haven’t you? And if you knew, you’d panic too Seems I can’t have truth and have you too I find myself inside your trap How could I be so blind as that? I shed these tears behind your back The good times, can’t we rewind to that? I guess since time just flows one way To try is futile, or so some say I’m torn between to go and stay And which is right? I’ll know one day.

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