The Lion Reigns Always: A Poem of Resilience
The lion is down, but not dead. Though chains hold its legs, its eyes still scan the plain and its roar still stirs the woods. Its mind remains sharp, shaping duty and guiding those who stand ready for its signal. Plots to strip its crown fail because its strength, purpose and faith endure. Experience does not rust. The lion may be wounded, but it still holds the wheel, guiding the kingdom toward glory.
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