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The Followers

 

The Followers

 

Behind every leader are the followers.

Followers are bold and strong, unlike the meek spectators.

A leader can only exist with followers;

The clamor of leadership is only possible with them.

Followers entrust the leader, accept him with his virtues, and ignore his vices.

They strengthen the leader to lead and accomplish their goals, 

visualizing their reflection in the leader.

Bonds, deep like unshakable anchors are established.


Yet, a fragile relationship looms and overshadows this bond, like a dormant volcano ready to erupt at any moment when followers feel betrayal by the leader.

 








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