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Big bear, little bear
come down from the North
it is your time
the young king comes
then I awaken
it was only a dream
who sends you in my slumber
to stir my imagination
to make me wonder
to fill my mind with thoughts
of the changing of the Ages
the lion, the bull, the man, the eagle
cycle forever from one to the next
the herald is at the center
always circling, changing.
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