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Footprints in the snow
where do we go,
where do we go?

Classrooms
they’re not full of gold,
not silver, not even bronze.

Pages of books,
just pages and pages,
they mean nothing.

No, nothing.

Leave, don’t leave
leave, don’t leave.
Control, it flies
with God.

Wherever your God is now,
there lies your mind.

Expect and expect,
disappoint and feel it,
it all leads home.



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