- Lion Cub

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November 12, 2015


we have so much yet to take; so much, so much
Lost among plains, scrapes turn into cuts; don't touch, don't touch

Breathe in the air, Breathe out the sky

Please don't wait up,
I must catch my breath,
Born as a cub,
I still need my rest

We sleep well within this hollow den; we sleep well, sleep well

Heat's too much to bare, but it's cold inside

One day we will find ourselves and leave this place for more than greatness, more than glory, stories will be told about our lives again

And we will wait up,
You can catch your breath,
Born as a cub,
You still need your rest.

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