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We could have baked the best brownies in town, ones' filled with warm gooey love, or cooked the best cake around, so that people would think it came from above. We planned on making a flavourful omelette, which would satisfy us for years, with colored foods of green, red or even violet, anything except our tears. Our plans built up like they often do, holding us down like a chain on our legs, eventually our plans fell through, I guess we waiting to long and became bad eggs.
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 11:59 PM UTC
Bad Eggs
We could have baked the best brownies in town, ones' filled with warm gooey love, or cooked the best cake around, so that people would think it came from above. We planned on making a flavourful omelette, which would satisfy us for years, with colored foods of green, red or even violet, anything except our tears. Our plans built up like they often do, holding us down like a chain on our legs, eventually our plans fell through, I guess we waiting to long and became bad eggs.
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 11:59 PM UTC
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