Guard us from pain loathing itself,
This pain contrives more suffering;
An animal connives due to this,
Opening the heart of love and banning us.
Your animal is in you, fighting you,
We need not fire our workers
On the fighting of animals,
Animals are just creatures, in the look.
May pain descend for all the years,
Inside the animal is a pain stored.
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