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Get in touch with your pastlife.
Justice will serve you.
No longer to play the fool.
No longer the tower of strife.
The Heirophant beckons.
Death, a new beginning
The Devil, but a foe.
Lovers no longer
The wheel of fortune turns
The world of adventure awaits.
Temperance and strength
Race to the sun
Sleep by the moon
Dream by the stars
An emperors kingdom
given to his queen
Magic to the priestess
Awaken old hermit
Your chariot awaits
Judgement for the hanged man.
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John DeBona
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