The Egg

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You know those rare moments...

chaos

speed

people

happy

loud

life



suddenly still...



more going on

deep

in the eye of the hurricane

peeled from body

fleeting moment

merely soul




sudden feeling



slides up from your soul



like a slippery egg



breaks in your mind



drips slowly down



through your memory



on its way back to your soul



where a specific moment



a specific feeling



shall live forever more


a/n: credit due to my muse:
"Belonging" by midnight_mon

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