I must strike,
I must strike my enemy
But at his strong spots.
Let me proclaim love,
Let me show respect
To my enemy more and more.
I know my enemy is not
The fire of the forest.
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The power of love has no parallel. To vanquish and to be a victor with force is easier than to win over an enemy with love. Thanks for reminding us of our age old teachings.