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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𐂤 .. Wearied of Wonder.
ㅤㅤㅤ▸ Gyre in the depths; Syllable never
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤtold a falsehood.

Foreshadowed dolorous agalma, formidable poets begin to separate imprisoned adumbrate. Narrow cages and aching walls culminate with all macabre things. Striding over the ineluctable diatribe, he felt himself to be confined amidst lethargic elegy. One inescapable sonnet marked the edge of his vehement desire. A fear never pierced him; he rode over, and written all of his gregarious ardor in a paramount epistle. Carves sagacious comradeship, cut the ineffable solitude at the last palms and sheets.

ㅤㅤㅤ▸ “..” ㅤAustere times vanished:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @Sungrho's vouchsafed
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ valleys of tranquility. . . ⓘ

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mystical force waltzed innate periwinkle iris, ethereal enhanced amidst written–epistle ˒ ⊹ 🪷

𐚁‌ serenaded psithurism while eumoirous began to swirl upon serenity lakes. heartening momentum, it lingers evermore in serendipity while sweven began to ring for its kismet. adhered to heartfelt while hands were entwined innards of allegory, delightfully camaraderie summoned to surreal sphere. lullaby sung once plethora miridical catalyzed then everlasting lovelorn held 'tween mirage space. thereby, come to sojourn while this austere lasts forever underneath oneiric juncture. @karincayoo, sealed faith once stride inside of the splendor realm for beatitude. afterwards this merely etched incessantly towards certainty. ♡
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ㅤㅤ { www.@minzhul.doc } 👚📄

a pixelated realm where screens flicker nostalgia; our encrypted, sincere bond.

friendship transcends rapport
an empyrean bond, a philter for
solitude &. archive of dreams.

  a new tab of understanding
  opens, revealing shared secrets
  and harmonious echoes. ☆๑ ..

  IN THE INBOX OF THE HEART. 🤍🎀
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ㅤㅤㅤSomewhere out there, a potential ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ new friend thought, ‘This person ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤseems worth knowing.' So here I ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤam. Wanna link up sometimes? ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤMail me: ㅤㅤ📲 @JINSOLP ㅤㅤㅤ

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I traverse 'neath the sable mantle of night's embrace, in search of a comrade to endure the untamed course.Through somber avenues and forsaken streets, I seek a brethren whose mettle and fortitude dost mirror mine own. (&') With every stride, mine spirit doth ache, for one whose courage be as steadfast, whose fealty I may discern.

The world, boundless and unbridled, dost sprawl before me, yet mine gaze fixates upon the farthest verge. In the stillness, @ANTONLRE where art thou, in the echoes of the void? ( I hearken for the reverberation of a solitary footfall, a union wrought ‘twixt two kindred spirits, undaunted and strong ).

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
LOST IN THOUGHT, HELD BY
STILLNESS.

she lingers like moonlight on water. quiet, captivating, and just out of reach. a presence felt more than seen.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
DIVE DEEPER, I DON’T BITE.
                @JIHDU

( MIDNIGHT  ⭑  HAIR )  SHOWN HER GUISE, BEAUTY HELD BACK  /  RESPLENDENT.

holy—permission—slip: she’d read those sorrow words more than once. somedays she was thin fabric and shiny bead, perhaps other days she was sore fist and sore mouth. those eyes, always frowned at @Ahyeonw every morning just like, find them. freaky also warm ones.

                 ROOM  4  LOVE!  🗯️
     takeAlook, is that old flip phone?

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Like a butterfly affixed to a bloom, commanding attention. I beheld your eyes, drawing you, guiding you to me. I mesmerized you, seizing your spirit within my grasp. I clasped your hand, mounting the stage of the leading roles. We danced—our souls coalesced. The music swelled, a vibrant symphony mirroring the joy in our hearts. Time ceased to exist; only the rhythm of our dance remained. This perfect moment, a fleeting dream, felt eternally real. “Is this verity? I surmise so.” Let us maintain this. With me, @uGawon, upon this central stage.

    (THIS WASN'T JUST A STAGE; IT WAS THE HEART OF THE STORY / THE EPICENTER OF OUR INTERTWINED DESTINIES.) 🩷🆒
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COMPANION, AS I FIX MY FITS. /
I, @Suileeo stand beneath the buzz of rumors and half-smiles, learning that silence reveals more than staged affection. Come closer, companion—not the loudest, not the flashiest—but the one who sees through glitter and glare. I'm done measuring loyalty by presence. Let’s build a table for the ones who stay when the world turns quiet.

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ㅤㅤ(02.)ㅤㅤㅤCACOETHES OF LOQUENDI.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ FAITH.ㅤ\ㅤFATE.

The Allotted Palms: Eradication— Omens to Me.
Maledicted manus, misery permeate. Sought to holler at the undiminishable coruscation issuing it’s borne by the paradise. “Impart unto me!” It shall adjure with a concatenation of vexation, swathed in dismalness.

ㅤ I, BURIAL: @ZAILUN. YOU OUGHT TO LIBERATE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ MY SOUL FROM CEMETERY OF MINE.

(Devouring the very sinews of will.) Disjointed meander, unmoored to tethered to fate— swept by the gale of despair and left to flounder in the uncharted vortices of dirgescape’s unseen breath. “Hope is but a fracture of the soul, fleeting as the tremor of dust.” Still, the shadewraiths propel itself over the waning light, hungering for the vestiges left strewn in the wake of annihilation.

TO BIND. \ The broken heart to the iron chains of its own undoing. (’⅋)
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤYEARNING FOR A
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤBLOOD-BLISTERED WRAITH
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ   ( Spectral Fiend .. )

I roam beneath the velvet void, aching pulse, a hunger unspoken. In the marrow of solitude, I seek not warmth but a shadow to burn beside. This existence is jagged—fangs bared, no apologies. A companion who knows the ache, the endless gnaw. No light touches us here, only the cold kiss of night’s embrace.

ㅤㅤㅤ   “In this chaos, I crave a reflection.”

Someone raw, no pastel lies, no gilded masks. Let them carry venom in their veins and laugh in the face of ruin. Together, we cut through the fragile veil, skin brushed by death’s sweet whisper. Bound by the unholy rhythm, we become something fierce—undaunted by the world’s empty hum. A connection forged in the dark, teeth against the edge, where love is feral and loyalty, savage. I, @Jakqe, seek not saving only a soul who dares to bleed beside me.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ INㅤ SHADOW,ㅤ WEㅤ REIGN.

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ㅤㅤ░░ excerpt 999: angel’s apostasy! ❀°

my sweet dove, there are petals of iris falling on the bed of my lungs. each tender pluck unravels a stanza from one grand psalm woven in violet, singing your name with reverence. your ichor spills in rivulets of cobalt: it seeps into my heart’s vermilion threads, staining them with a love both ruinous and divine. i have long been cradled by the sun’s golden embrace and my skin’s all adorned in its celestial luster. yet, to see you, i would forsake the heavens for the unknown depths of indigo.

🗝 ༝ @jsaeyun: so then i plummet; unshackled, unafraid...

i do not speak the tongue of your grounds, but i have my sanctity casted aside and my light abandoned, all in devotion to you. my veins now bleed droplets of faith—they glow brighter than sapphire. surely it’s enough, is it not?
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ELICITING TIME-TO-TIME ABUNDANCE SPRINKLED WITHIN PLUMBLESS PITCHED UP IN ÉLFIN. 🫀

'PROSPEROUS. | Fortuity anchored among the well-favored shackled in a serape: A concurrence sheathed in robust that seeks for prolonged comradeship, which is upheld as a discrete amplitude in order to admeasure all kinds of chronicles from the essence lived. @SimJaeyun, confirms a hunky in repositories that exhale the wind and hit it with all the sentiments of leisure. “I, decent a precious enfoldment.” Muttered as if one of them was giving all thus attention to this forlorn soul appeared: Constantly sighting, what’s the elucidation of devotedness? Maybe with thus, I will fortuitously sight it with whole kinds of robust and prosperity outlined in it.

(SHELTERED: WIDE RICHES.) / Becomes an inestimable substance cloaked, coagulate in the soul.
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behind the tranquility: minstress was giving embracings. told to be untamed heart that was symbolize as exuded that was entered with delightful.

remembered to settling the
unworthy thing, we let it lost :
and begin with required of
source gleeful

considering gleaming to reach me cherish it that giving resonate to stay in the sonnets. to constant thing that was dedicated to be more filled with vehemence of every gently thing. come to remembered.

@sjaeyun : twine that make our heart bound, boundless of every cling that sacrified and steps right to the piece of the way i am make it complete like a puzzle. did we shall to create it together a long in this lot of moment i offering?

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THE MUFFLED SOUND OF IMPACT,
MY BODY COLLIDIN’ WITH MY BRAIN,
&. SOUL TOO HAPPY TO BE DANGEROUS.

Two roads diverged in my chosen pathway, and I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference. My blood is surging through my veins, rushing through my body like a raging river, waves of heat lapping against my bones. I peer out the window and strain my eyes to see what we’re passing through, but I can’t make out much more than the sad stretches of deserted land I’ve grown accustomed to. I suddenly worry that there’s an expiration date on this phenomenon. A clock striking midnight. A pumpkin carriage. To my mother, for shaping my heart, and my father, for hardening it to steel. I, will stroll past this phantom. Realization is a pendulum the size of the moon. It won’t stop slamming into me, @Zailunf

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Every time you looked through me, I shattered in new ways, broke down into smaller pieces for you to taste.
Because maybe, just maybe, if I dissolved enough,
if I BECAME NOTHING. You would finally see me. & sometimes I think you do see me. But only as a chalice. Only as the vessel. Only as the thing that bends, that breaks, that burns, to make your name feel divine. And I let it happen. (I LET IT HAPPEN.) Because what is a soul, anyway, if not a thing to lose in someone else’s mouth? (T.ME/TAERIAE) 𖤐

Your voice / your moods / your indifference.
I licked them off the floor like spilled wine.
I chewed the air around you like it was bread.
(OR COMMUNION / OR POISON / OR PROPHECY.)
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(I, THE ACCURSED SERAPH.) 💮 ▇▇▇ 💧— O, WRETCHED SPIRIT! O, FORLORN CHERUB, I WANDER.

… My feet, shattered on perdition’s cruel stone, bleed ichor divine. I, @DOFOUNG, tread the mortal coil in dolorous plight. My visage veiled in shadows of an eternal night … Once clad in glory, now draped in sable woe, a shroud of thorns and shame, I roam. Through desolate realms where none shall speak my name. […/???] No respite calms this heart, no balm wings that bleed, in exile’s bitter thrall, I mourn my broken creed … — ‌‌‌ ❀🦷🫀ㅤ
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤifㅤiㅤwereㅤaㅤflowerㅤꫂ ၴႅ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤandㅤyouㅤwereㅤtheㅤwind,ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤiㅤwouldㅤletㅤyouㅤwitherㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤmeㅤbyㅤmakingㅤmyㅤpetals
ㅤㅤㅤㅤflyㅤsoㅤiㅤcouldㅤfeelㅤurㅤ touch.
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ㅤㅤ💮ೃ࿔₊• * 𓈒 ̣̣· 𓎢𓎡ೖ ░░░░░░ ெ✿ㅤ°°ㅤ💧🪷 ♪ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

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AM I EVEN REAL? .ࣨ. ݁ 𝜗℘ ⃛‌ I can’t remember the last time I felt like I existed. My presence has always felt like that of a ghost unseen by everyone. It is not my fault that I never received proper love or that I was unable to see how others perceived me. I was naive. We didn’t need words just a single glance and understanding. ⋆˖⁺‧₊𓆩🩹𓆪₊‧⁺˖⋆
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