Daily life

Two eggs amongst morning philosophy.

Two abandoned eggs.

The eggs screamed;

They moved, they fought.

The fire kept them alive, it kept them sharp.

The two eggs tried, they resisted,

The pan was too deep.

Finally,

The smoke

Surrendered the two eggs.

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