Founder's Canon
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Seven AM came too soon
I’d give up anything for noon
And as noon passed us out of sight
I’d long to then have till midnight
And as midnight to past would go
I’d wish to then have time be slowed
And as the darkness faded ‘way
I’d pray for just another day
And as that day would reach its peak
I’d long for just a single week
And as that week would disappear
I’d fight for just a single year
And as in time the seasons changed
That year would then be out of range
And as that year would fade to night
I’d ask to spend the rest of life
And as our lives then passed us by
We’d wait for Death to make us die
We’d hear a voice, we’d turn and see
And then begin eternity

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