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Whimsical Whispers: The Tale of Bipolar Bear

Bipolar Bear is a mystery to all

He roams the lands, both big and small

His fur is soft, his eyes so bright

He's a wonder to behold in daylight

He likes to eat fish straight from the stream

And berries picked fresh, a delicious dream

He'll play in the snow and take a swim

His energy endless, he never slows or gives in

Bipolar Bear is a free spirit, wild and untamed

His adventures endless, his spirit unchained

He's brave and bold, never afraid to explore

Every step a new journey, an experience to adore

And in the end, the truth is revealed

That Bipolar Bear is a figment, a tale we've sealed

For in your world, he does not exist

But in our hearts, he'll always persist.

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