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Published: 2014-02-02 05:02:38 +0000 UTC; Views: 256; Favourites: 3; Downloads: 0
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I said no once. Twice.Made noise.
To bears, that only means
come back later,
cold-cracked paws,
hunger-breath in my ear.
Play dead;
the bear will go away.
The bear will roll me over.
Drape my limp arms
around his neck.
Begin eating, face first.