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Our Story🐱 ── A fragment of our tale, a brief echo of the west kin.
﹙🎁 story ﹚’✱ a story of a child from LA past, behind and treated differently.
condemned by the might of those who mocked, yet justice descent from above.🎁
é… so close from LA man, very good.
“ Presdir, Kang Hyun, a handsome man from Los Angeles, California.”
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condemned by the might of those who mocked, yet justice descent from above.
é… so close from LA man, very good.
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in case tomorrow demands
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or maybe not at all ”
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“ Uterred by you
lines long inscribed within
the book, recalled by all
in case tomorrow demands
them once more
or maybe not at all ”
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searching for mirrors of my mind, i found only the shadows i feared. if this is the path ahead, then find sanctuary far from a world that was never yours. yet within the silence of exile, a fragile light still lingers—whispering that even in worlds not meant for you, the soul can weave its own horizon. and so the silence deepens, each moment a step closer to the inevitable. the shadows you feared are not distant—they are approaching, patient and certain. what was once a whisper of exile will soon become the song of destiny, for time itself conspires to unfold the path already written.
words have a way of changing how i see someone. it's strange how years of history can be outweighed by a single moment of thoughtlessness. some things, once broken, don't have a timeline for repair.
the night in california feels hollow—neon lights shimmer without warmth, the ocean’s voice drifts indifferently, and the laughter spilling from crowded cafés only sharpens my solitude ; beauty surrounds me, yet instead of comfort it magnifies the emptiness, leaving me restless, weary, and alone beneath a sky of cold, unreachable stars.