Gold or God
Your gold or diamonds will never match.
All of heaven's blessing of love and pure stuff.
You live for money and for fame and for stuff that only can be claimed.
For you cannot see that this is the test.
That love and time are the test.
Given to us by the Heavens best.
For as we grow and learn our paths.
We see all the roads that can be seen for our test.
We take each step, looking for the signs that fit us best.
Hoping we pass each test.
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