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When I was a kid My old friend, Hashem Broke an egg. He watched the yoke madly spread out and stain the white like starving dogs would chase stuffed prey. I often wonder if He wonders What could have been If He had left that Chicken Alone.
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Sep 19, 2010
Sep 19, 2010 at 2:44 PM UTC
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When I was a kid My old friend, Hashem Broke an egg. He watched the yoke madly spread out and stain the white like starving dogs would chase stuffed prey. I often wonder if He wonders What could have been If He had left that Chicken Alone.
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