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The Lion
(563 BCE - 483 BCE / Lumbini / Indian Sub. (today in Nepal))

The Lion

The Lion, the Lion, he dwells in the Waste,
He has a big head and a very small waist;
But his shoulders are stark, and his jaws they are grim,
And a good little child will not play with him.

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who live without thoughtlessness, and who are liberated by true knowledge. Just as on a heap of rubbish thrown upon the highway Great teaching.
the lotus will grow sweetly fragrant, delighting the soul Great teaching.
Liberate oneself through knowledge the guidance of the great saint Budha ever meaningful.
Excellent. Read the poem Paper Flowers by Sayeed Abubakar in this regard.