Somethings aren't meant for you
They're for others to claim
Somethings aren't good for you
They're just a sham with a temporary good name
Somethings aren't to be had
They're a show that glitter's without a speck of gold in their mane
Somethings are mighty tempting
They're meant to allure as they're our tests deciding our eternal domain
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