An egg doesn’t always stay on the farm to hatch. Sometimes the egg becomes breakfast.
a once happy yolk
had everything it prayed for
while still inside its shell
it was able to dream
of big things to come
when its white protective layer left
and the yolk could live on
by its siblings on the farm
but it was not meant to be
the yolk found out
many others ended up like it did
as some sort of phantom
immobilized the yolks future
and made an omelet
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