Founder's Canon
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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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