Forwarded from BE WISH: #19GameOnRyo
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𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝘆𝗺𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗜𝘃𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗙𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻
𝗠𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗮 𝗪𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗲𝘀
𝗙𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲 🎹
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╭┫╭┫┈┈┃┈╭┫┈┈┃┈
╰╯╰╯┈╭┫┈╰╯┈╭┫┈
┈┈┈┈┈╰╯┈┈┈┈╰╯┈
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Whispering winds guide wishes
Mossy keys grant silent bliss
Chords awake a magical abyss
Fate unfolds inside his wish
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𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝘆𝗺𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗜𝘃𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗙𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻
𝗠𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗮 𝗪𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗲𝘀
𝗙𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲 🎹
┈┏━┓┈┈┈┈┈┏╯┈┈┈
┈┣━┫┈┈┈┈┈┣╯┈┈┈
╭┫╭┫┈┈┃┈╭┫┈┈┃┈
╰╯╰╯┈╭┫┈╰╯┈╭┫┈
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❝
Jaehee's final melody framed
memories before the voice faded ❞Whispering winds guide wishes
Mossy keys grant silent bliss
Chords awake a magical abyss
Fate unfolds inside his wish
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“ 男性記念日おめでとう ! “
Tiny home filled with luck,
♡.. @Caelthwynn! 🍃、𐔌՞. .՞𐦯
Morning settles softly into our little den, carrying apple-sweet light and the quiet warmth of your smile. It lingers like sunlight on wooden floors, gentle and unhurried, as if the day itself chose to celebrate @FamilieSchumann, @thependleton, @CasaOfRuiz, @Samniont, @Courthlace, @ReverieOfAmity, @TheLangforth, @berthouven, @LiesbonSisters & @TheCoathe! Where the little den hums with stillness; each hour steeped in quiet bloom.
Every month, every moment: a gentle reminder that love can feel like home. The world slows down to the rhythm of us—a sanctuary built of arms and whispers, happy-go-lucky my constant hush of peace ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ׂ 𓈒
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“ 男性記念日おめでとう ! “
Tiny home filled with luck,
♡.. @Caelthwynn! 🍃、𐔌՞. .՞𐦯
Morning settles softly into our little den, carrying apple-sweet light and the quiet warmth of your smile. It lingers like sunlight on wooden floors, gentle and unhurried, as if the day itself chose to celebrate @FamilieSchumann, @thependleton, @CasaOfRuiz, @Samniont, @Courthlace, @ReverieOfAmity, @TheLangforth, @berthouven, @LiesbonSisters & @TheCoathe! Where the little den hums with stillness; each hour steeped in quiet bloom.
Every month, every moment: a gentle reminder that love can feel like home. The world slows down to the rhythm of us—a sanctuary built of arms and whispers, happy-go-lucky my constant hush of peace ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ׂ 𓈒
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Professora, que conta é essa?
Vinte mais vinte, mais vinte, mais sete
Aí é muito fácil, professora, é six seven
Vinte mais vinte
Mais vinte, mais sete (professora, que conta é essa?)
Aí é muito fácil, professora, é six seven
Vinte mais vinte
Mais vinte, mais sete (professora, que conta é essa?)
Aí é muito fácil, professora, é six seven
Vinte mais vinte
Mais vinte, mais sete (professora, que conta é essa?)
Aí é muito fácil, professora, é six seven
A conta é muito fácil, acho que vocês conhecem
Professora, que conta é essa?
Vinte mais vinte, mais vinte, mais sete
Aí é muito fácil, professora, é six seven
Vinte mais vinte
Mais vinte, mais sete (professora, que conta é essa?)
Aí é muito fácil, professora, é six seven
Vinte mais vinte
Mais vinte, mais sete (professora, que conta é essa?)
Aí é muito fácil, professora, é six seven
Vinte mais vinte
Mais vinte, mais sete (professora, que conta é essa?)
Aí é muito fácil, professora, é six seven
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“ 男性記念日おめでとう ! “
Tiny home filled with luck,
♡.. @Caelthwynn! 🍃、𐔌՞. .՞𐦯
Morning settles softly into our little den, carrying apple-sweet light and the quiet warmth of your smile. It lingers like sunlight on wooden floors, gentle and unhurried, as if the day itself chose to celebrate @Dreadstrange, @CampofLachers, & @CathectLaFamilie! Where the little den hums with stillness; each hour steeped in quiet bloom.
Every month, every moment: a gentle reminder that love can feel like home. The world slows down to the rhythm of us—a sanctuary built of arms and whispers, happy-go-lucky my constant hush of peace ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ׂ 𓈒
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
“ 男性記念日おめでとう ! “
Tiny home filled with luck,
♡.. @Caelthwynn! 🍃、𐔌՞. .՞𐦯
Morning settles softly into our little den, carrying apple-sweet light and the quiet warmth of your smile. It lingers like sunlight on wooden floors, gentle and unhurried, as if the day itself chose to celebrate @Dreadstrange, @CampofLachers, & @CathectLaFamilie! Where the little den hums with stillness; each hour steeped in quiet bloom.
Every month, every moment: a gentle reminder that love can feel like home. The world slows down to the rhythm of us—a sanctuary built of arms and whispers, happy-go-lucky my constant hush of peace ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ׂ 𓈒
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Forwarded from Shardwhyte: Threads of the Shattered.
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SHARDWHYTE.. Fragments 21st.June ft. UNSTABLE: THE FRAGILE FAMILIAR. / 🧪 Hail: "𝘽𝙇𝙊𝙊𝘿 𝙁𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀𝙎 & 𝙁𝙍𝘼𝙔𝙀𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙎, 𝙍𝙀𝙈𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙐𝙉𝙏𝘼𝙈𝙀𝘿.."
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Before genetic codes held a name, before the vials trembled with unstable power, there only remained a family born of discarded experiments. Never chosen, but bound by the ruins of their creation. ۬۟۬ 𖣘 Raised on whispered protocols and fragmented tests, on cracked glass and bloodied charts, beneath fluorescent lights that never fade nor falter. @DreadStrange, @CampOfLachers, @CathectLaFamilie, @Caelthwynn, @Rosiviere— Thus began the lineage not by birth, nor by choice, but by fracture rooted deep within the blood, while fate sharpened its unseen blade in silence. For the lab does not call the unbroken. It fractures. It molds. And when instability rises like fire, no soul is born.. Only tested.
With fractured reverence,
@Shardwhyte. 🧬
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SHARDWHYTE.. Fragments 21st.June ft. UNSTABLE: THE FRAGILE FAMILIAR. / 🧪 Hail: "𝘽𝙇𝙊𝙊𝘿 𝙁𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀𝙎 & 𝙁𝙍𝘼𝙔𝙀𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙎, 𝙍𝙀𝙈𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙐𝙉𝙏𝘼𝙈𝙀𝘿.."
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Before genetic codes held a name, before the vials trembled with unstable power, there only remained a family born of discarded experiments. Never chosen, but bound by the ruins of their creation. ۬۟۬ 𖣘 Raised on whispered protocols and fragmented tests, on cracked glass and bloodied charts, beneath fluorescent lights that never fade nor falter. @DreadStrange, @CampOfLachers, @CathectLaFamilie, @Caelthwynn, @Rosiviere— Thus began the lineage not by birth, nor by choice, but by fracture rooted deep within the blood, while fate sharpened its unseen blade in silence. For the lab does not call the unbroken. It fractures. It molds. And when instability rises like fire, no soul is born.. Only tested.
With fractured reverence,
@Shardwhyte. 🧬
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