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RISE N' SHINE
RISE N' SHINE
interior
fractured
exterior
manufactured
scrambled
fried
toasted
diced
ground
down
no stalk
found
bleached
drained
lost in
maze
fissures
and splits
served
with grit
hard
egg
borrowed
begged
great
fall
hit the
wall
shell
broke
uncloaked
whole grain
golden yolk
pieces
and bits
made an
omelette
those
dawns
long...long
gone
rise
n' shine
time
...
Saturday 13th April 2019 2:56 pm
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