Founder's Canon
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n lonely nights I sit,
And trace my thoughts across the sky,
And watch them form the visions,
Of the lives of you and I.
I dream of days to come,
When the distance disappears,
And thank the Lord in Heaven,
For each second that it nears.
I know it in my heart,
That you are Heaven-sent,
I’ll know I lived a good life,
If with you it’s spent.
So I close my eyes
As I invite my slumber over
And contentedly I sigh,
As I realize we’re one day closer.
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