Poems from dokoweio
Oh pandemonium that cast such a silence
What tranquility you graced me with,
In the nights light of quaint eternity that our Souls touched...
(something is different as you dislodge it from the cookie)
If you be the miricle you want to see happen, that miricle will not happen...
Fine Ingredients cannot hide from a soup
resturant quality, and character hide within
stocks, herbs, oils, and flavor compatibility
reveal...