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"Croissant of Confusion"

Your layers spiral inward,  
a buttery maze without a map—  
I bite the edge, get lost in curves,  
crumbs falling like questions.  

Is it pastry or pastry’s dream?  
I’m too entranced to care which.
...another form the food fun suite. Hope you enjoy!
a soft autumn breeze
tickled the daisies petals
with is finger tips

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