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Under the hot sun, on an African Safari, restless lions parade around the water hole
Suddenly a lioness catches a scent in the wind.
Posture exuding alert bloodlust, hackles rise in anticipation.
A soft crunch from grass hiding trembling prey
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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna
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