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Coffee Addict Bear
The biscotti lay forgotten as the last dregs are slurped from the cup of coffee, the dark liquid absorbed into the fluffy blood of Coffee Addict Bear. Now a thought floated into his coffee stained stuffing... how to get out of the cup.
Let it run and stain my cheeks. My aching heart reminds me I am still alive and the solemn stares of strangers let me know I don't fit in. Bear emotion and raw feelings are what I am about.
Bear for bear's sake can not be called art. Unless that is his name. The nose, the button eyes, the pose... what am I looking at? What does it mean? May the eye of the beholder decide what is best beholden and judge bear by bear as bear is beared. Keep nothing back. If you wonder whether there is a point to it... well keep wondering, it gives you something to do.
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