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My mind is often vague I don't know where to go; But if I walk in faith The way begins to show - But why did You create So wide the path that's wrong? Why shall I find a pit If I just go along? Too many fall in pits; Too many follow crowds - Why is the road to death Unguarded and allowed? But maybe it's because There's nothing near as great As one who steps on water And hands to You his fate. |
© Benjamin Graber
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