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Feb 2011
I'm rich.
Even if I don't have a dime.
I'm rich.
In my spirit and my mind.
I'm happy.
Even if I don't have a dime
I'm happy.
In my spirit and my mind.

When I think of all the people with money.
I don't see a sincere smile.
I do see them with sadness.
And I don't see the reason's why?

But, I guess they have to pretend to be happy.
Just to impress their friends.
Who will try to out impress them?

So, I'm beaming.
In my heart and my soul.

When I say I 'm rich I give you one main reason.
I love God.
With every ouch of my heart.

I could be the poorest soul on earth.
And still have all the riches there is to have.
Because I'm protective by God love today and forever more.

I'm just rich, rich, rich.
Even if I have nothing like money to show it.

When you place your interest over the most high.
Then you owe it to yourself to ask why?
We are worshipping a king that serve all of us.
And he's a millionaire that has an interest in all of us.

If only we invest out stocks and bonds into him.
Then we would realize why it's great to know more about him?

So, I'm rich.
And I'm not keeping this gain to myself.
Written and created by Jeffrey T. Conyers all rights reserved
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