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Large lonely lion,
Lumbering thru the hillside green,
Searching for someone to love,
Hearing only silence as he calls out,
No one to answer his cries,
No one to fill the emptiness,
Of his soul.
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Little lost lamb,
Roaming thru the forest dark,
filled with lonely unhappy memories,
Finding no place to rest,
No one to lead her to safety,
No one to warm the darkness,
Of her soul.
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The lamb sees the lion,
Sadly walking thru the misty glen,
She runs to greet him,
Fearlessly sensing his gentleness,
Knowing that together,
They will finally find completeness,
In their souls.
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