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my compass when I lose direction in life |
| if i must pine then let it be to give life to children who want to live if i must grieve then let it be for the common who fear the hand of power if i must love then let it be for the wounded who seemingly never heal if i must compromise then let it be for the work that brings justice to many or one if i must dream then let it be for energy so boundless, disappointment can never drain if i must weep then let my tears extinguish anger if i must live then let it be to give if i must die then let it be for a cause worthwhile |