The one with abundance met the unique.
And from their union sprang forth four.
The first; is triumphant, victorious, conquering everything her heart yearns for.
The second; devout, she denies herself from material comfort.
The third; a leader, he governs and all look to him for solace.
The forth; a lion, he carries the might of an army.
And I go 'Holy shit...'
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We shall go forth and lead, with courage and faith, our minions to victory!
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