Patient predator keeping silent vigil;
awaiting new prey to pounce on.
How much do your cryptic eyes see?
Are they not the mirror to my soul?
Such a fierceness in them;
one I can merely hope to imitate.
You needn’t earn your stripes,
so clearly visible in the grace
of your speed and strength.
Mighty and regal even at rest;
yours is a divine design
preserved with dignified defiance
despite the threat of extinction.

If only I had your courage.
If only I had your courage.
If only I had your courage.

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