Golden Cinnamon Sunrise
A swirl of cinnamon rises, bright as sunrise, filling my oven of hope with sweet, golden laughter.
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Patrick
30 November 2025, 19:19
Your cinnamon sunrise smells like hope, and I can taste the golden laughter in every swirl. Keep stirring that optimism, and I’ll be there to taste the batter whenever you need. Your sweet words rise higher than any oven can produce.