Forwarded from RISE & REALIZE: RIIZE #2Wishes4Wonbin.
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ㅤㅤAn otter frolics around the spacious sky,
ㅤㅤjoyful rhythms overflowing in his heart.
ㅤㅤNovember 25, mostㅤㅤ🦦ㅤ
ㅤㅤsplendid river splash.ㅤㅤㅤ ビーバー!
ㅤ Motions as graceful as an otter diving into
ㅤ the marine vastness, dancing exquisitely
ㅤ without drifting reflections, using the tides
ㅤ as a guide for the cadence of movement.
ㅤㅤAn otter frolics around the spacious sky,
ㅤㅤjoyful rhythms overflowing in his heart.
ㅤㅤNovember 25, mostㅤㅤ🦦ㅤ
ㅤㅤsplendid river splash.ㅤㅤㅤ ビーバー!
ㅤ Motions as graceful as an otter diving into
ㅤ the marine vastness, dancing exquisitely
ㅤ without drifting reflections, using the tides
ㅤ as a guide for the cadence of movement.
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THE SOVEREIGN DAWN OF COMMEMORATION DRIFTS THROUGH THE CHRONICLES OF TIME. ❍
Across the shifting sands of time, where each dawn paints a new horizon upon the desert’s golden canvas, we mark this day with reverence and joy, a celebration of the bond that threads us together as one great kin. Through tempests and tranquility, we have journeyed side by side, @MlNDWAVE, our footsteps weaving patterns of loyalty upon the desert’s sacred skin. For in the chronicles of Caldune, kinship is the purest form of sovereignty and as we move forward, hand in hand, may our bond forever be the flame that outlasts the storm.
“For in the empire of Caldune,
family is not found, it is forged.”
Under the Dawn of the Second Moon, @Caldune Awakening.
THE SOVEREIGN DAWN OF COMMEMORATION DRIFTS THROUGH THE CHRONICLES OF TIME. ❍
Across the shifting sands of time, where each dawn paints a new horizon upon the desert’s golden canvas, we mark this day with reverence and joy, a celebration of the bond that threads us together as one great kin. Through tempests and tranquility, we have journeyed side by side, @MlNDWAVE, our footsteps weaving patterns of loyalty upon the desert’s sacred skin. For in the chronicles of Caldune, kinship is the purest form of sovereignty and as we move forward, hand in hand, may our bond forever be the flame that outlasts the storm.
“For in the empire of Caldune,
family is not found, it is forged.”
Under the Dawn of the Second Moon, @Caldune Awakening.
❤24
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Forwarded from TEEZ—BON #Adrenaline
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〽️ ‘CONSTELLATION CHIMES ABOVE’
🦋
𝓯 ; A sidereal jubilee unfurling in
..꯴ velours-dark firmament, where
each star scintillates impersonated
esoteric light, shaping grace radiance for
“₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ #StarryCatWooyoung ₊ ⊹ . ݁˖”
The Sagittarius’s Peregrine Soul.
Umbral vastness, a merry chiaroscuro
swells, weaving rare enchantment
across the nocturne’s abyssal. *_🐱
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( ㅤㅤㅤㅤ???ㅤㅤㅤㅤ) #XXVII 𝓯 ; A sidereal jubilee unfurling in
..꯴ velours-dark firmament, where
each star scintillates impersonated
esoteric light, shaping grace radiance for
“₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ #StarryCatWooyoung ₊ ⊹ . ݁˖”
The Sagittarius’s Peregrine Soul.
Umbral vastness, a merry chiaroscuro
swells, weaving rare enchantment
across the nocturne’s abyssal. *_
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main sama sean yuk?
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Forwarded from THE BOYNEXTDOOR: Turn The Tune #22ChordsMJ.
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Painting the corner of a little bit of crooked lullaby, as if it’s wavering across pulsating Late-Night rerun.
A frequency bleed to lopsided:
𝙂𝘼𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙊𝙁
𝙆𝙄𝙈 𝙒𝙊𝙊𝙉𝙃𝘼𝙆’𝙎 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂
𝙎𝙒𝙀𝙀𝙏 𝙏𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙏!
The garlands and confetti is
shimmering the unwrapping
renewal to 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘊𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴,
#Woonhak19thScene where
magnetic speakers lived on
untouched loops. 📺
(
manufacturing the repetitive
Symphony amongst 𝙉𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙜𝙞𝙘
neighborhoods.”)
Painting the corner of a little bit of crooked lullaby, as if it’s wavering across pulsating Late-Night rerun.
A frequency bleed to lopsided:
𝙂𝘼𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙊𝙁
𝙆𝙄𝙈 𝙒𝙊𝙊𝙉𝙃𝘼𝙆’𝙎 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂
𝙎𝙒𝙀𝙀𝙏 𝙏𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙏!
The garlands and confetti is
shimmering the unwrapping
renewal to 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘊𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴,
#Woonhak19thScene where
magnetic speakers lived on
untouched loops. 📺
A MEMORY LIT REVERLY BURSTED THROUGH A MILESTONE fondant ribbons layering within dulled hazes: (
“Tick From the Wall clock manufacturing the repetitive
Symphony amongst 𝙉𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙜𝙞𝙘
neighborhoods.”)