1/22/96 It was my crowning achievement It stood upon marble pillars, sitting in my soul's nest The egg. It hid the heart that none should have seen My shell - laid many years ago Its covering hardening into the perfection it is now Or it was You entered its private chamber without permission The soul shelter was approached
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