A lion watches over his kingdom with no tyranny or malice in his heart; for he knows that the ways of life are harsh enough, and sacrifices are made as a fact.
He has no solitary defect within to nurse at the expense of the universe.
Survival of the kingdom is his waking, breathing, living, dying…


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