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Oðin's Treasures, Seed of the Northern Loaf: I know the seed of fragrant grain, Where earth and licorice remain. Its warm, sharp breath runs deep and clear, With citrus notes that linger near. In rye and roast its strength is shown, A bold old taste the hearth has known. Small in form, yet broad in need, A northern road within the seed.
