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The tests to come

The tests to come

I find myself in a weird spot Hesitating to share my joy I know I’m happy I’m clear on that front Yet here I am Cringing, bracing for resistance Because you simply aren’t me You don’t see things through my eyes What I see as ideal You may question And I feel myself...
Eggs

Eggs

You ever notice how when you get local eggs from a farm You marvel at the diversity and beauty of them? I mean, they are just eggs And taste pretty much just like the grocery store ones But the uniqueness is noteworthy Sizes. Shapes. Colors. Nuanced Noticeably...