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what's inside? a fish? a duck? a bird of paradise? candy? lizards? or something more exotic - a dragon? a platypus? a firebird? pterodactyl? sea serpent? roc? maybe a village, or a girl, or a death, or all three? eggs are wild cards. fate puts a baby [___] inside, and it claws its way out when gets impatient of sitting pretty. we are all basically eggs waiting to assume a shape and shake off a shell of past dreams and childhood nicknames. yes they're delicate. so they can break apart when needed. so they can enclose themselves gently around a realm of potential, but it is a maze, not a prison. escape is the ultimate end. birth is the ultimate end.
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Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 4:29 PM UTC
eggs
what's inside? a fish? a duck? a bird of paradise? candy? lizards? or something more exotic - a dragon? a platypus? a firebird? pterodactyl? sea serpent? roc? maybe a village, or a girl, or a death, or all three? eggs are wild cards. fate puts a baby [___] inside, and it claws its way out when gets impatient of sitting pretty. we are all basically eggs waiting to assume a shape and shake off a shell of past dreams and childhood nicknames. yes they're delicate. so they can break apart when needed. so they can enclose themselves gently around a realm of potential, but it is a maze, not a prison. escape is the ultimate end. birth is the ultimate end.
I found a chicken egg at the car rental in Hawaii.
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Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 4:29 PM UTC
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