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Born Wild:
A young bear wanders,
Through all the tall, green pine trees,
Searching for its home,
Only to find its mother,
Laying still, covered in blood.
The bear roared with pain,
Anger flowing through the bear's veins,
As it remembered,
Smells of smoke and of metal,
He would never forget this.
He ran far away,
Hoping to find an escape,
Only to tumble,
In front of strange beings who grunt,
And fall in a deep slumber.
He woke in shock,
Surrounded by beings who grunt,
A pain in his ear,
His life is never the same,
Born wild to live in a cage.
A young bear wanders,
Through all the tall, green pine trees,
Searching for its home,
Only to find its mother,
Laying still, covered in blood.
The bear roared with pain,
Anger flowing through the bear's veins,
As it remembered,
Smells of smoke and of metal,
He would never forget this.
He ran far away,
Hoping to find an escape,
Only to tumble,
In front of strange beings who grunt,
And fall in a deep slumber.
He woke in shock,
Surrounded by beings who grunt,
A pain in his ear,
His life is never the same,
Born wild to live in a cage.
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