yellow eggshell, burning blue oysters hurting their fragile little meaty legs.
poor them, encased in such a tiny space with eyes for windows watching the world but never important enough to participate.
deep yellow yolk covering the sky, birthing slimy stars beaming through stiff skin of meager clams.......
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