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Beautiful thing
Take my logic
And science
And factual evidence
Whisk them together
Roll the dough
Croissant me
Into a being
Of feeling,
Richness,
excessive layering
The kind of novelty
That travels beyond its homeland
Into the bellies of
foreigners alike who
May not know the language
Or history
But know that
they are tasting
A damn fine good thing
And that
Is real