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The South King said this:
He comes against me, Sekever comes against me
He is the one I cannot defeat, for he is not like me
His secret is the one I cannot hold, for I would lose my kingdom
He has the new flute song, he has the new dancing step
I must make him like me, so I can see him
Catch him in my burning eye, burn him in my catching eye
I must make him drop his secret, I must make a Sekever of him
- A fragment from the collected translations of the Seventh Chote Dakpa
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