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Breaking Dawn
I see bear cubs
being taught
how to fish by their mothers.
I hear the wind wistling
and the water trickling.
I smell the fresh rainfall
and the distinct smell
of the salmon
popping out of the water.
I feel the warmth of the sun
as it slowly crosses
over the horizon.
I taste the sweet berries
fresh from the blossom bushes.
I am a waking rabbit.