The plate, a small sun.
Fork a tiny, eager orbit.
Live to eat:
the sizzle a promise,
the aroma, a map to pleasure.
Each bite, a small victory
against the gnawing void.
A celebration of texture,
a symphony of salt and sweet.
Fueling the brief, bright flame
of this particular day.
Eat to live:
the mindful chew, a quiet ritual.
Carbohydrates anchoring bone,
vitamins painting the blood,
protein rebuilding the...
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