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May 2014
im a basket full of eggs
so hard yet so fragile
one shake on rattle
one quick long drop
and ill pour over the surface letting all of my organs show
they will spill and expand rapidly
drying up the earths soil
ill gasp for air-try to cartch my breath
im in a race
in a battle
to keep my eggs from shatterting so easily
to keep my eggs hard broiled
the be hard egg shell and strong on the inside
i strive to be that broiled egg.
so even when im dropped
i wont shatter
Sylvene Taylor
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Sylvene Taylor
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   Meagan Marie
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