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Founder's Canon
January 19, 2026
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f we loved everyone as our child,

The world would be a better place And if you do not run You can’t finish the race The world is made of rock Surrounded endlessly by space Your pupils shine like lasers And rainbows form your face A walking, talking chemical Reaction’s all we are Reality is mostly emptiness Between the stars Just walking spine and brain With branching nerves a’forming arms Guided by the things that seem To cause the lesser harm But no matter what decision You are weighing in your palms There is a good decision That will always keep you calm Pitch away your problems Eliminate your qualms Love them like a child Just love them till they’re gone

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