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Don'T Pick the Dross You'Ve Left Behind

Don’t pick the dross you’ve left behind                             
All those creeds you’ve lost try to find
Be focused till your reach your goal
Let not the world, soil your saved soul

The tempter’s bold yet bad and blind
Don’t pick the dross you’ve left behind
Your reward’s a sweet home… heaven
 Don’t end up in Satan’s oven

The right road may seem very rough
And the race may be really tough
Don’t pick the dross you left behind
Even if it’s hard to unwind

We shall finally overcome
When the king of glory shall come
To take those who made up their mind;
Don’t pick the dross you left behind


~ for “one good quatern deserves another” contest

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