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He stood there, in awe. Waiting, holding his spear ...
"Little Bear," she put her arms around ...
An old woman lived by herself, and was lonely
The men of the village played with the bear, ...
Ku-lu, my little one, my little bear, my son
When she slept, the bear cub slept beside her. And ...
Arjuna Let Fly his Arrow
'Nobel Princess, I come from Rama'
A Beautiful White Horse was to be Set Free
The Mountain Churned the Sea
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