EVEN A LION PURR, FOR HIS LIONESS
I COULD ROAR AND TELL THE WORLD, ABOUT A BEAUTIFUL MESS.
EVEN A LION ROARS AFTER EATING RAW FLESH
CHASING HIS OWN TONGUE,
PASTING AROUND DEATH.
WHEN FEAR BECOME LESS
ONE COULD SWEAR TO THE GODS, AS LIGHTNING FALL AS RAIN.
EVEN A LION'S PURR TELLS A MILLION TALES.
WHEN ANGER FAILS,
UNLEASHING WHAT HUNGER WAS THERE TO REVEAL.
EVEN A LION PURR
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