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Sometimes, I get confused w/ life's bearings
How to verify Your location
And how to conform to Your standards.

Sometimes, I found myself disoriented.
But whenever I change my route,
You're already ahead of me –The date of approval
Became as accurate as who You are.

You're the Compass of my True North,
And so You set my boundary lines,
You have set me apart –
Subdividing those aggregates & compartments in me.

I wanna get lost only in Your arms,
And never will I get lost again.