Since my genus is not the genus of my King, my ego passed away for the sake of His Ego.
my ego passed away, He remains alone: I roll like dust under His horse's feet.
The individual self became dust: the only trace of it is the print of His feet upon its dust.
Become dust at His feet for the sake of that footprint and be as the diadem on the head of an Emperor!
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