Torta Garash:
Mild quinary sheets.
Dense, rich cacao with goobers;
fruity and woodsy.
Kutsinta:
Mango from the fret;
pulpy starch forged by rice dust.
Tree nuts go like pairs.
Sekacz:
Gooey batter tree.
Blankets drip cream as blaze browns:
fluffy askew treat.
Torta Paradiso:
Cloud laden with cream.
Vanilla light drenched in milk;
icing sugar topped.
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PoetrySueño con un paraíso colorido, que el himno nacional sea un latido. The flag will not know bloodshed. Bad people will see what's truly up ahead. Yo quiero que el humano sea humano y que sus acciones no sean en vano. I want people to be treated e...
