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Founder's Canon
January 19, 2026
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n life I’ve found out lots

And as near as I can tell You have to take the shots And things aren’t always well No matter where you turn Some things are hard to see One thing that I’ve learned Hatred just brings misery What’s the point of trying When you’ve got nothing to gain I know as I sit here crying Only those who love feel pain When everyone around you Sits and tells you what you do Sometimes it makes you wonder Maybe what they say is true Seems the worst pain’s left unspoken Silently coming up behind When all love is made to be broken And nothing’s what it is in the light

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