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Oct 2012
On Saturday night
My friends went out,
and I did too—
alone.

At two in the morning
I walked passed
a resounding dance hall.
Into trees.
Hoping a bear would
hurt me.

At three in the morning
I went home
And found a bear
In the mirror.
September
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September  Victoria, BC
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