"everything the light touches is our kingdom. you will own it just as I have owned it" says a man as Rafiki smears paint on a boy's forehead and whispers to himself "x... uh, ayee... a... uh, dash? uh, uh, one, uh, twelve—"
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"everything the light touches is our kingdom. you will own it just as I have owned it" says a man as Rafiki smears paint on a boy's forehead and whispers to himself "x... uh, ayee... a... uh, dash? uh, uh, one, uh, twelve—"