A Diamond In The Ruff

I know you protect me anytime I am left to my own devices. You guide me to a solution. I am never alone, thank you God! A diamond starts as coal to become beautiful and desirable. It needs to be placed in the hottest part of the flame. I am not a diamond yet but I feel the heat, thank you! If I wasn't put under so much heat, and pressure, I wouldn't be able to be pure. Or exude such brilliance.   


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Do our intentions make us more pure? 

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