Founder's Canon
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drift amid desolate waters
I recollect the depths the wetness hides
The surface, this thin boundary
Divides the separate sides
As I recall the wrecks that led me to
The depths of water Grey
I see the deep beneath me’s
Not at all that far away
And then I feel a tug that nudges
Budging downward bound
A sudden plunge, I’m under
But the source it seems I’ve found:
It is this world circ’ling the drain
Pulling to drown me once again
But this time I have strength;
There’s simply no way I’ll give in
Struggling, strenuous swimming
Beginning to win despite weight that I bear
Envision my ending as sinking
Instead I am thinking I won’t go back there
There’s no lowering down to that level
I’ll never again allow losing Insight
I will no longer let lies ligate me
And regain my place at the helm of this Life!
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