Call not upon me
You peddler of the pedestrian
Knock no more on my door
For my heart has tasted
The greater life of heaven
And I will settle for less no more
There had been a time 
When your wares had a shine
That captured my eager gaze
But the trinkets you sell me
Have no comparable worth
Like that of the brilliance of grace

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