Things as you always have,
It allows those around you to count on you,
As a rare comrade.
And from there you can start assuming,
That you're more than who you are.
You're now the abilities of all of those,
Who have made you a part,
Of the list of things that need no thought,
Just nurturing to remain pure,
Like God and credit and health.
The only three things you can be sure,
Will be alright,
If you're alright with them,
Which is technically the golden rule,
Of all religions.
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