Destiny

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Little feet once jingled with bells,

Used to run across your porch.

You picked up the babe

And put it behind the bars.

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That was for its good you would say,

Maybe then, it needed your care.

But twenty years later it doesn’t,

Why then the confinements still reinforced?

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It’s a lion’s cub, you got there, you may not realize yet.

And since you cannot harness a predator that magnificent,

Learn to let him out into the wild – he’s born to rule,

Not loiter around here and there, he isn’t a cat in your house…

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