I am to his command. He is my slave. Neither of us rule the land, nor do we rage. All is equal and at peace. Neutrality and formality; key of harmony. Secret to our simplicity. Grants us capacity.
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I am to his command. He is my slave. Neither of us rule the land, nor do we rage. All is equal and at peace. Neutrality and formality; key of harmony. Secret to our simplicity. Grants us capacity.