The music festival was in it's second day. The female was a backup singer. She never took center stage, always in the background, always anonymous. Bluegrass, acoustic, electric, emo, retro, jazz even gospel - She was on stage blending in with each group following the cues and executing flawlessly. I had to know what she was really like. Where she fit in. Was she content not having her true style but like a chameleon always becoming part of the next best thing? I noticed she had taken a break, now was my chance to capture her true style in her own environment. She took refuge in a safe corner and remained almost invisible.
1167 - A Good Egg - TEO 1943 - 2018 Haiku Horizon prompt: Egg *A Good Egg.* We'll all go sometime— What better an epitaph: He was a good egg. . --- © 2018 J Cosmo Newbery...
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