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A tawny tiger, curled up tight,
A peaceful slumber, through the night.
His stripes a pattern, soft and deep,
As dreams do dance, while tigers sleep.
A gentle purr, a quiet sigh,
As slumber's peace, does gently lie.
A king of beasts, in peaceful rest,
A moment's calm, the very best.
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Moharif Yulianto
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