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慤慤慤慤慤.. 🐾 : euphonictly []

─── 時間﹙jack + time﹚fireflies that illuminate the dark-night with their dim light. @exctraneous ļ¼ the roselvelt±th shining in the beautec that!has <faded> in time.

慤慤慤慤 @routcledge ą±Øą§Ž
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慤 EP. I──NIGHT RENDEZVOUS .š–„” ݁ Ė–
慤 Golden lights spill over the streets,
慤 Eiffel glowing, hearts
unfolding, the city holds our
secrets tight.
𑁯. Parisian glow, where solitude turns poetic. A fleeting moment, yet eternal—a love story painted in shimmering gold, framed by the night. Silhouettes passing, laughter lingering, the scent of warm vanilla and quiet longing.
šŸ— 24'th | t.me/intergalacticous āøāø ā¦ .. Under the soft glow of the Parisian lights, your smile becomes the only thing that matters. It’s like the world pauses, just for you. I can’t help but think—The most beautiful girl, Nama kalian. ⛄
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ā€œThe light of the night brings us-towards tranquilityā€

Love; On Valentine’s Day I remember when we were together but now we are apart?

1990's `āŽ‹ If time repeats

itself can I be with you again?
me & you


Signed
#Love till the end ć…¤ć…¤į°.ᐟ
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ㅤㅤ命.. take a chance with blame
š“¼   āø¼ Unfathomable dust of boulevard reincarnates into a dismal cacophony as the bluest-skies alongwith horizon yield to the midnight: as though it knows what is hidden—be it sorrow or profound wounds. Whether being abandoned melancholy or choosing to leave first: both shall carry their grief in due heytide. Yet, as i gaze wistfully at the city lights, recalling the far-right corner of that restaurant... Oh’ i realize i am ensnared. Faintly i hear my heartthrob murmur a plea for deliverance, nevertheless alas i remain stranded in this restaurant.
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              INKED:   (Live-In-Peace.)
         At Night With The Cold Air Felt
                 On The Covered Body..

     (’The Cold Night!)

 I.  Breathing In The Cool Night Air
   Makes My Heart Calm And Not
          chaotic, Tenderness.

             "This Is a Story At Night, One
 Day This Will Become a Memory With
 a Calm Feeling, Memories the time."
                                                                                                              
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怀 怀 怀 ć€€          ą±Øą§Ž  ā—Œ @intergalacticous -   poetry, 1998.  Ėšš“‚ƒ  ׂ

       ⤿۫  . the morning welcomes beautifully with its light,
  warm coffee in the window is like a guardian of the world.  ā™”

                             write all our stories for today, whatever will happen,
                             I just want us to always be together like a story that will never end.

flowers bloom, with lace on the stem.           (solely. ⠢⠵ ✿)
the pale pink color shows love that has withered, but can still grow again. 🌺 š“¼ 
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