There is an ongoing fight in me
between two lions living in me.
One lion is an evil lion
and the other is good.
The evil one is full of
hatred, jealousy,
greed, worry,
resentment, guilt,
inferiority, lies
and false pride.
The other one is
a smiling lion.
He loves, he is free.
He is serene and passionate,
loving and caring.
He is generous
and there is a
natural smile on his face.
I can recognize both
lions living in me.
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