Some Soup
Fine Ingredients cannot hide from a soup
resturant quality, and character hide within
stocks, herbs, oils, and flavor compatibility
reveal the final meal
edible creations, delectible, hold your mind through
flickers of foul that blind you
when future you choose is food pleasent to remind you
all in a cup of soup
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