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π π Ϋ« ii. write a letter : my thoughts are consumed by your beauty and grace that seem to effortlessly shine through every moment. your presence lights up the room, captivating all those who have the privilege of being in your company.
πΆ:πΆπΆ ββββββββ π·:πΉπΆ
β π Χ .. your kindness and warmth touch the hearts
β π Χ .. of those around you, leaving a lasting impression
β π Χ that cannot easily be forgotten. you are truly a rare
οΉ... π§Ί οΉ gem in this world, and I feel incredibly lucky to have crossed paths with someone as remarkable as you. thank you for being the bright light that illuminates my days. πͺ©β‘οΈ π
π π Ϋ« ii. write a letter : my thoughts are consumed by your beauty and grace that seem to effortlessly shine through every moment. your presence lights up the room, captivating all those who have the privilege of being in your company.
πΆ:πΆπΆ ββββββββ π·:πΉπΆ
β π Χ .. your kindness and warmth touch the hearts
β π Χ .. of those around you, leaving a lasting impression
β π Χ that cannot easily be forgotten. you are truly a rare
οΉ... π§Ί οΉ gem in this world, and I feel incredibly lucky to have crossed paths with someone as remarkable as you. thank you for being the bright light that illuminates my days. πͺ©β‘οΈ π
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vol, ii. scythe βmidst luminousο½
amongst the constellation, upon the shores of solitude as the bewitching hour unfurled, i found myself drawn to the clandestine allure of the midnight beach. the ocean unveiled secrets in whispered murmurs alongside merges with the scent of brine and dreams caressed my skin with gentle fingers, i found solace in the solitude. when the dawn painted the horizon in hues of rose and gold, i bid farewell.
γ €adj. [chΓ©rieβdaint] merriment
γ €γ €midnight december, 2018.
γ €γ € home | photo | video
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γ € (. seoul, south korea .)
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vol, ii. scythe βmidst luminousο½
amongst the constellation, upon the shores of solitude as the bewitching hour unfurled, i found myself drawn to the clandestine allure of the midnight beach. the ocean unveiled secrets in whispered murmurs alongside merges with the scent of brine and dreams caressed my skin with gentle fingers, i found solace in the solitude. when the dawn painted the horizon in hues of rose and gold, i bid farewell.
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, @Gracefiul. πΉ
β‘ (..//..) She's a charming girl in her pink dress as well, with glowing skin under the evening sky's light πβΌοΈ βΉΛ έ She's in her tidy and clean painting room, she begins the process of painting with great enthusiasm π©°βcarefully pouring colors into her palette and gently swaying her brush over the waiting white canvasπ¨π©π»βπ¨ π Ϋ«βͺ βΊπ
β " Painting is a way to temporarily relieve her mind and soul, allowing her imagination to soar freely on the canvas. "
βPainting is happiness,β She whispers softlyβπ..βΉ adding the final touches to her nearly perfect masterpiece. After proudly signing her work, she hangs it on her softly lit bedroom wall, bringing joy as she admires the results of her own creation in the peaceful twilight silence ββ§ π
β‘ (..//..) She's a charming girl in her pink dress as well, with glowing skin under the evening sky's light πβΌοΈ βΉΛ έ She's in her tidy and clean painting room, she begins the process of painting with great enthusiasm π©°βcarefully pouring colors into her palette and gently swaying her brush over the waiting white canvasπ¨π©π»βπ¨ π Ϋ«βͺ βΊπ
β " Painting is a way to temporarily relieve her mind and soul, allowing her imagination to soar freely on the canvas. "
βPainting is happiness,β She whispers softlyβπ..βΉ adding the final touches to her nearly perfect masterpiece. After proudly signing her work, she hangs it on her softly lit bedroom wall, bringing joy as she admires the results of her own creation in the peaceful twilight silence ββ§ π
β§β α΅α΅ sways beneath the sky in gentle arcs, a ballet of brown .. π§Έ β
Λ ) a serenade to dreams unsaid to heaven βΏΛ pinned Β«γ
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have a saccharine memory with someone,
on the river that flows noiselessly in one
hairpin of the city, the waters seem to
mutter about a love story.
how on a cool day a couple sat on the pier as others proceed by making up their own stories. the two exchanged glimpse, blague and chortle together. seagulls flutter by every now and then when a fish in the water jumped to the veneer because of a small piece of bread hurl by a human.
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have a saccharine memory with someone,
on the river that flows noiselessly in one
hairpin of the city, the waters seem to
mutter about a love story.
how on a cool day a couple sat on the pier as others proceed by making up their own stories. the two exchanged glimpse, blague and chortle together. seagulls flutter by every now and then when a fish in the water jumped to the veneer because of a small piece of bread hurl by a human.
everyone will go to their own homes. will return to simply enjoy dinner or rest and joke with other humans who make the house feel warm by being together.
π π³, μ΅ν λ λ°λ»ν μ§μμ. λ무μ κ½μ κ·Έ μλ¦λ€μμ΄ λΉλ λκΉμ§ μλ²½νκ² νΌμ΄λ©λλ€.
the streets do not bear the footsteps
of the people who pass by every day.
the fallen leaves sometimes disappear
on their own as the wind carries them
away. if it rains, the water will make
puddles on the parts that tend to curve
down or are uneven.
then everything will appear wet, and the fragrance of the land that is so longed for will flow from the nose to the inner ribs. really, that is the beauty of home that is actually most desired every day that is exhausting.
π π³, μ΅ν λ λ°λ»ν μ§μμ. λ무μ κ½μ κ·Έ μλ¦λ€μμ΄ λΉλ λκΉμ§ μλ²½νκ² νΌμ΄λ©λλ€.
the streets do not bear the footsteps
of the people who pass by every day.
the fallen leaves sometimes disappear
on their own as the wind carries them
away. if it rains, the water will make
puddles on the parts that tend to curve
down or are uneven.
then everything will appear wet, and the fragrance of the land that is so longed for will flow from the nose to the inner ribs. really, that is the beauty of home that is actually most desired every day that is exhausting.
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in the midst of the noisy city, the claustrophobic air, the murky water, and the dry unkempt leaves on the trees. there is a place that makes me always want to go home to rest and breathe a moment of calm. there is something that makes me want to always be alive, just to savour the moment where simple happiness is created.
(note 0050)
closed windows, receiving only the
morning light. in the dim afternoon,
the wind entered through the gaps in the
doors and walls. until the cold air began to
gnaw at the silence of the house, and
everyone was awakened from sweet dreams.
breathe in the cold air, my cats stand in
front of the window to keep themselves warm.
bright morning, the brown leaves as usual fall to
litter the streets. unadorned twigs, another house
still in darkness. while sipping hot tea I wonder
about life.
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μ ββ β π©π»βπ¨ Φ’ΦΈ ββ π Χ I am euphoric to unveil the culmination of an odyssey through artistry, presenting my latest magnum opus ; a meticulously honed painting, cultivated with unbounded ardor and unwavering devotion. This masters embodies a profound expedition of self-discovery and creative expression, meticulously interwoven into each stroke of the brush and nuanced hue. From the genesis of inspiration to the zenith of completion, every brushstroke and fusion of colors bear witness to an indomitable commitment to artistic transcendence. π¨ ΦοΉ’ Φ΄ As I stand in reverent admiration of the finished piece. βΒ° β₯
Iam enveloped in a profound sense of achievement, recognizing that each intricacy encapsulates a fragment of my essence, immortalized on canvas.
π Λ³β This painting transcends mere visual representation; it is a reverberating resonance of innermost sentiments, a symphony of emotions immortalized in pigment Λ β‘γ ΰ£ͺ With fervent anticipation, I yearn for the moment to share this evocative masterpiece with the world, aspiring to kindle in others the same awe and enchantment that have illuminated my creative sojourn. κͺ β ΦΉ π§Ί :ο½₯
Iam enveloped in a profound sense of achievement, recognizing that each intricacy encapsulates a fragment of my essence, immortalized on canvas.
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