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Finding North
Sure footing I have found! - again,
My path, once more, has morphed,
This way has to be the One,
A compass needle bouncing back and forth,
Will I wander until I die?
When will this needle settle north?
My path, once more, has morphed,
This way has to be the One,
A compass needle bouncing back and forth,
Will I wander until I die?
When will this needle settle north?
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