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Existence’s Expanse +999./✶ Where
Chronos Interlaces Opulent Tapestry, Profundity Delineates Marrow Masculinity. No Mere Physiology Nor Superficial Traits Rather, Embodiment Vigor, Endurance, Sagacity. Manhood Embracing Polarity Frailty Resilience, Upright Amid Tribulation Yielding Recognition Fragility Human Soul.
Existence’s Expanse +999./✶ Where
Chronos Interlaces Opulent Tapestry, Profundity Delineates Marrow Masculinity. No Mere Physiology Nor Superficial Traits Rather, Embodiment Vigor, Endurance, Sagacity. Manhood Embracing Polarity Frailty Resilience, Upright Amid Tribulation Yielding Recognition Fragility Human Soul.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ| ㅤ.. chasing the darkness
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ smothered flickering streetlights
ㅤㅤㅤㅤthat never come to slumber
ㅤㅤㅤㅤdive down into the darkness
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hollow night absorbed into darkness lurking in the city’s heart so the lights danced in shadows, faintly in a rushing heartbeat. asphalt scratches every open line on the body, stories with newfound of meanings.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ| ㅤ.. chasing the darkness
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ smothered flickering streetlights
ㅤㅤㅤㅤthat never come to slumber
ㅤㅤㅤㅤdive down into the darkness
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hollow night absorbed into darkness lurking in the city’s heart so the lights danced in shadows, faintly in a rushing heartbeat. asphalt scratches every open line on the body, stories with newfound of meanings.
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Strut through ( 💻📂 )
the shimmering desert heat
where velvet fringe ★ meets dusty leather.
Let the strobe lights guide your boots
across the canyon floor as the cosmic
bass vibrates deep within your restless soul.
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Strut through ( 💻📂 )
the shimmering desert heat
where velvet fringe ★ meets dusty leather.
Let the strobe lights guide your boots
across the canyon floor as the cosmic
bass vibrates deep within your restless soul.
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THERE IS A HYMN SEWN INTO MY RIBS, A GOTHIC ACHE, SLOW AS CONFESSION, HEAVY AS VELET GRIEF. / مظلم / 🎚
** MY THOUGHTS GROW NOCTIVAGANT, WANDERING CORRIDORS OF UMBRA WHERE EVEN HOPE WALKS BAREFOOT, CAREFUL NOY TO WAKE THE DEAD. فوضوي ➕
± YOUR ABSENCE HANGS IN ME LIKE CENSERS OF OLD GRIEF, SWINGING, SMOKING, PERFUMING EVERY BREATH WITH RUIN. قصص
** MY THOUGHTS GROW NOCTIVAGANT, WANDERING CORRIDORS OF UMBRA WHERE EVEN HOPE WALKS BAREFOOT, CAREFUL NOY TO WAKE THE DEAD. فوضوي ➕
(Fractured Notions.) I: Territory Debris Of Thought, Consciousness Is Broken Symmetry. +1—334? The Ink-drowned Sphere Quiet Trial Me Like a Difficult Exam Paper.
Miserable Circumstance Like My Life That Can't Be Helped.. “Back To Square One”
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Absent-minded Sipping Black Coffee Loudly & a Little Well-being Bestowed By The Sip — 2020: ✶ Drifting Off Linened! Pallor Of The Bed That Is ’Slightly From Dirt.
