✱ ──── (EXILE : 1997th.)
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JULY, 19, NEW–YORK.
[ @kim_min9ue &. ]
brought in the direction of brink from deep death, temporal length of event or entity's—existence, period goes in contact; ahead of relentlessly. some from them personal choice continue in the direction of give situated above, in addition to; plus believe; anticipate hard. indicating contrast what in an opposite direction-beginning.
( 父と膝──I.)
∙ from the. journey the
∙ personal, choice nor
∙ yet exist. lost?
(E. 00, 99) ｜( in what way or manner us pass ability to draw attention; something that draws attention, personal choice continue in the direction of exist recent. laugh loudly, because life personal choice always pirit, vitality in contact; AHEAD‐of.
JULY, 19, NEW–
[ @kim_min9ue &. ]
brought in the direction of brink from deep death, temporal length of event or entity's—existence, period goes in contact; ahead of relentlessly. some from them personal choice continue in the direction of give situated above, in addition to; plus believe; anticipate hard. indicating contrast what in an opposite direction-beginning.
( 父と膝──I.)
∙ from the. journey the
∙ personal, choice nor
∙ yet exist. lost?
(E. 00, 99) ｜( in what way or manner us pass ability to draw attention; something that draws attention, personal choice continue in the direction of exist recent. laugh loudly, because life personal choice always pirit, vitality in contact; AHEAD‐of.
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𖧂. THE QUIET REIGN OF | .. ♞ ..
A WEATHERED SOUL. ( 1:69 )
❚ He is not stitched from silk, but
❚ burlap—rough, enduring,
❚ unapologetically human.
His laughter is rare, but real; his rage,
not theatrical, but tectonic.
𐂥 ) .. Bruised by time, he wears his wounds like regalia. Not a king by crown, but by consequence. He’s the kind of man who doesn’t beg the world to see him—he just keeps standing, even when the light forgets where he is.
(激情) ─────── MANHOOD ..
“Calloused hands. Quiet mind.
Unshaken soul.”
He builds, he breaks, he begins again. Without spectacle. Without plea. A quiet reign. A man not made for mirrors..
but for meaning...
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𖧂. THE QUIET REIGN OF | .. ♞ ..
A WEATHERED SOUL. ( 1:69 )
❚ He is not stitched from silk, but
❚ burlap—rough, enduring,
❚ unapologetically human.
His laughter is rare, but real; his rage,
not theatrical, but tectonic.
𐂥 ) .. Bruised by time, he wears his wounds like regalia. Not a king by crown, but by consequence. He’s the kind of man who doesn’t beg the world to see him—he just keeps standing, even when the light forgets where he is.
(激情) ─────── MANHOOD ..
“Calloused hands. Quiet mind.
Unshaken soul.”
He builds, he breaks, he begins again. Without spectacle. Without plea. A quiet reign. A man not made for mirrors..
but for meaning...
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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