I went to the circus one day
And, saw the lion roar
Somehow, something was missing
Then I realised, the lion had lost its pride
The ringmaster came to the middle
And moved the hunter with might
The lion adhered to his wishes
Forgetting all his pride
You may bind the lion
You can’t tame it
The shackles will break one day
The day you’re not ready to free
And then, the wait will begin
The memories will return
But, you should realise
You can’t tame a lion, when its ready to move on
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