July 15, 2012
By Rahne GOLD, Corry, Pennsylvania
Rahne GOLD, Corry, Pennsylvania
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In the know, in the cold
It soes not matter, now you're told
Being lost, being found
That's just how the world goes round

But find the way, you're in the know
After all, you reep what you sew
In the cold, and being lost
That's just fine but at a cost

It's your choice, found or lost
Being found requires trust
Being lost requires naught
On either side though, you are fought

For being lost, the cost is great
Yet being found, it's more than fair trade
The choice is yours, as I have said
But be careful of which path you tread

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