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He never cut his hair, bcs it's the last time his touched him 🙁
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ii.] flowers are fragrant at the tips of the branches. 🪷 they sway, status: Never For Sale. they are tied together with small, branching twigs, forming a bond. fragrant: @sorthine even smelling like jasmine. ♡
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ii.] flowers are fragrant at the tips of the branches. 🪷 they sway, status: Never For Sale. they are tied together with small, branching twigs, forming a bond. fragrant: @sorthine even smelling like jasmine. ♡
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[ 1/03. ] fragrance of tranquility pierces soul: often disguised as longing. at night, moon shines dancing slowly. reflection of calm water near the fountain flows to the flat ground. ♡
𑣿. (‘moon-luminous: @eeiji lambently in the dim-skyline.) 📼
misfortune is inevitable and tonight the cold is palpable. as darkness deepens, the campfire is lit: warmth penetrates the thin, shivering skin. the city is perfect in this moonlit night. laughter rings out until the sun rises again. ✉️
✿. flowers bloom and animals awaken from their slumber. orange hue at the edge of the vast ocean...? the great sun appears to embrace the earth, holding us close.
BOT @pages2Robot
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[ 1/03. ] fragrance of tranquility pierces soul: often disguised as longing. at night, moon shines dancing slowly. reflection of calm water near the fountain flows to the flat ground. ♡
𑣿. (‘moon-luminous: @eeiji lambently in the dim-skyline.) 📼
misfortune is inevitable and tonight the cold is palpable. as darkness deepens, the campfire is lit: warmth penetrates the thin, shivering skin. the city is perfect in this moonlit night. laughter rings out until the sun rises again. ✉️
✿. flowers bloom and animals awaken from their slumber. orange hue at the edge of the vast ocean...? the great sun appears to embrace the earth, holding us close.
BOT @pages2Robot
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My beloved. pinned «ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ii.] flowers are fragrant at the tips of the branches. 🪷 they sway, status: Never For Sale. they are tied together with small, branching twigs, forming a bond. fragrant: @sorthine even smelling like jasmine. ♡ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ»
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𓏸𓈒 ࣪This book is owned and (+0207)
signed by @sshounen, ۪ ֺּ
࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙
имя, выгравированное на первых
страницах — не как #утверждение,
а как свидетель ‧₊˚ ⋅﹒﹒Written by
@ShounenRobot, a storyteller who
weaves words from lingering wounds,
remnants of hope, and Давно 𓏵 𓏸𓈒
погребенные истины.
Every line is born from.unkind.time;
every page carries the imprint of a
soul that once fractured, yet chose
to endure. Эта книга принадлежит
не просто одному человеку, ·໒꒱ ݁ .
и написана не одной рукой, but to
memory itself—and now, to anyone
willing to #read it to the very end.
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𓏸𓈒 ࣪This book is owned and (+0207)
signed by @sshounen, ۪ ֺּ
࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙࿚࿙
имя, выгравированное на первых
страницах — не как #утверждение,
а как свидетель ‧₊˚ ⋅﹒﹒Written by
@ShounenRobot, a storyteller who
weaves words from lingering wounds,
remnants of hope, and Давно 𓏵 𓏸𓈒
погребенные истины.
Every line is born from.unkind.time;
every page carries the imprint of a
soul that once fractured, yet chose
to endure. Эта книга принадлежит
не просто одному человеку, ·໒꒱ ݁ .
и написана не одной рукой, but to
memory itself—and now, to anyone
willing to #read it to the very end.
ㅤㅤ
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