Yolks

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There were
two yolks
In the egg
I fried
for dinner
and I
felt like
eternity
touched
me and
showed me
every
thing I’d
missed in my
restless sleep-
Who
consumed
Who, now
I wonder-
I burned
myself
on the
pan
And now
the scar
Reminds
me of
myself





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