Founder's Canon
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y God, why do I feel so worthless?
All I want to do’s your purpose
But I know not where to start
For you have left me in the dark
And so with hands through life I’ll feel
Until your light turns on, reveals
The path that’s narrow, very straight
I long and I, you know can’t wait
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