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  ⋆ ii, a custodian of fleeting echoes
      syllables stitched in twilight.. ౨ৎ

 ♡› soft murmurs tucked
between pages 🌙
     “ink-bloomed sonnets
waltzing with the wind”

📸 i, again the moon scribbles secrets
in silver scripts only the wistful can
read ( 📇 “poetic” ▷ 식. )

𓈒 𐙚 amore, sonnet ’s &. verse.

                 📸 ii, the poet adrift in reverie
                      chased metaphors through
gilded dusk.

      there where the quill dips into quiet
longing where verses bloom in
margins of time whimsy hums
the lines a lullaby for those who
dream in ink. ❥ ❲ book-page ’s ۫ ♫ ❳
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  iii,── ‘requiem for damned’ ♥︎
   ( an elegy carved into crowns )

౨ৎ the kingdom does not crumble
it rots from within veiled in silk
and csorrow a cmausoleum
masquerading as a throne.

                       ⋆ power is a wound,
                     stitched with golden lies.

‣ ❤️ “moonlit & ivory” ﹔ 2020. ’s.

( the forsaken, our ruler. 😀)
   a monarch drowning in whispers.

the chandeliers flicker
trembling in mourning 🎶
candles weep wax where
emperors once stood.

      countryside ──i, rose ➀
      only a legacy written in ruin.
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𝒊𝒊. page— 54, text 𝜗𝜚. ▸ 🌘
[.. ephemeral lullaby ..]

born beneath a sky of unraveling
constellations this dream was never
meant to last.

penned by ▷ 𝓯 . rosemary 📰𓍼

    stitched between the seams
of twilight woven from silver
threaded longing a story
whispered too softly for time
to hold onto. 𓈒 𓈈 letter—dec.

(• melancholy waltz
celestial hush •)
    ㅤ                  
(• where the dawn
forgets to rise • )

        a fleeting shimmer between
waking and sleep a ghost
draped in moonlight waiting
to fade moth-bitten pages

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