Ever used a compass

Finding your way by the trembling point of a tiny needle

That you can barely see

Or you could be lost

Wandering aimlessly in the wilderness

No food, no water, no hope

Life doesn’t come with a map

Leaving you in the desert without guidance

(Why isn’t there a map?)

You need a compass

Follow that true north, that compass rose

Follow that polar star

Find your way home.

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