Fame
Fame will make you chase money on the ground blowing in the wind/till you trip and fall on your sin/the more you chase it/the further it get you off course/divorce your lust/ for it will crush your soul/ let not money be your goal.
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True...thanks for this PSA (public service announcement)....Namaste
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Very nice
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