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We hatched the egg. We took turns sitting on it. Believe me, it was cold and hard and often felt like someone else's. When predators came we rebuffed them with coffee cake and false promises that the next one would be theirs. Through the rain and wind we sat, coughing and dreaming of dry clothes and hot soup and the other fork in the road. We offered ourselves words of encouragement in verse and rhyme. This way we learned about self-deception and bad art at the same time. Now we are often asked if we'd do it again. Our answer is always an emphatic yes, but not right this minute. We feel good about our life but not right this minute. |
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