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Geckos Bats and Lions

This world is a mystery, my brother There are geckos living on walls, picking and eating every insect, that games of life have rejected. This world is a mystery, my brother There are bats in dark caves, living there upside-down, sleeping all day weeping for night This world is a mystery, my brother There are lions in the park of life, living as kings of the wild powers, enjoying as others mourn. This life is a mystery, my brother. You are a gecko, a bat or a lion Have you asked why you are what you are? Halt caravan of life if you can.

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