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Breakfast Scramble
Burning
Crispy and flaky
Always screaming
Where does the time run to?
A peel here
And a scrape there
Spreading on thin
What seems to accomplish the morning
What can all be put into a little cup
Of happiness?
NO
Comfort?
NO
But closure; [[end task]]
We cringe and boil into a frenzy
If motion isn't in our favor
what if we paused for one second
To give the clocks hands a break
So our nucleus can replenish
To Allow cells to renovate the mitochondria
If we cracked open the shell
took out the cholesterol
We could see a more vivid bake
Flipping and pouring out what contents we wished to have results for
Pressing down on a home slice
Then buttering em up for the crowd
Pressure makes combustion
Be careful what you steam and strain
You don't want raw
But overcooked is trashy
Pressure could create a hard soul
On the other hand
That can't be broken or scathed
In which were in 50/50 odds
With our gods
More or less rips in the seams let in
Sunlight but also darkness
Fruit ripen then rot when kept away from the world regardless of good or bad company
Rambles scramble lingo into jargon
And Mumbo jumbo into conspiracy
What we have is
what we got
But what we want is
what we can make happen
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Very Upbeat
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Thank you
Thank you