βBaking is time making something tender.β

Heat gathers quietly
in the dark little chamber,
and patience begins
to smell like home.
The plain becomes golden,
the waiting becomes bread.
Made with duck.ai π
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βBaking is time making something tender.β

Heat gathers quietly
in the dark little chamber,
and patience begins
to smell like home.
The plain becomes golden,
the waiting becomes bread.
Made with duck.ai π