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In the quiet dawn, where shadows fade,

A warrior stands, with sword unmade,

Not on the fields where battles cry,

But in the heart, where secrets lie.

A thousand men may fall and bow,

To heroes crowned with glory now,

Yet greater still, unseen by fame,

Is he who tames his inner flame.

For in the soul, where tempests roar,

And restless tides forevermore,

A conqueror's quest is not to win,

But find the calm, the peace within.

He who masters self, with gentle hand,

Commands a kingdom vast and grand,

No need for laurels, crowns, or praise,

He walks a path of quiet grace.

For battles fought within the mind,

Are hardest won, and rare to find,

A man who conquers self, alone,

Claims a victory, deeply known.

So let the world its battles wage,

While he turns a sacred page,

To write a story, pure and true,

Of strength within, and battles few.

In the heart's deep, eternal light,

He finds his peace, his noble fight,

A man who conquers self, we see,

Is truly great, and truly free.