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The lights are off.
Why?
How did this happen?
I think I finally then realized I was searching for the light in the wrong place.
I looked to the heavens, and there it was; the light of my world.
My Lord and Savior.
An egg splattered on the floor. The yoke is running. It's fleeting away from the center like so many of us attempt to do. But it's still there; we can never successfully run away.
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