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| Though I cannot see the way, I shall reach my goal today. I am caught in tangled grass, So it's very hard to pass. Though the path is lost from sight, I can tell I'm going right. By the slope, and peaks around, If I look, the trail is found. 'Tis a momentary lapse That has led me to these traps. If I will but patient be I will soon the exit see. | ||
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