Kaishu Sōke: Memory of the Fallen Camellia.
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‘海舟宗家’ ╱ 𓆩🌺🪽𓆪 Like camellias blooming in quiet fields, each petal holds a memory and every season leaves its mark. Rooted in the past, we bloom softly with the passing of time. ⋆✿

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ㅤㅤ𓇢 🏡「お祝い申し上げます」💮

(ᡁࠣ◝ ࣪˖ ♡ .. In the gentle embrace of spring, camellias bloom with fragrance wafting through the air like a sweet memory lingering in the mind. Each blossom seems to whisper stories of yesteryears—of sun-drenched afternoons spent in gardens, where laughter danced on the breeze and time felt suspended .. ♡

ㅤㅤ( 🌺 .. ◜海舟宗家  / WRITTEN )

(ᡁࠣ◝ ࣪˖ ♡ .. The petals velvety to the touch, unfurl gracefully, revealing a heart of golden stamens that add a touch of warmth and vibrancy to the flower's overall appearance. It is in these fleeting moments that nostalgia intertwines with beauty, reminding us of our precious neighbors whose celebrate their happiest day on 9th August : @SerenityOfEnami may you'll always in a grateful and successful long journey .. ♡ ─꯭   ࣪ ִ 𓆩‌ 💮 𓆪

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ      Sincerely,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ     @Kaishusoke.
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       𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗜𝗦 𝗔 𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗗 𝗢𝗙 𝗦𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘
ㅤㅤ 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗨𝗠𝗡 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪.  

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ✼ 𝟖 𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭.

Not empty, not cold—ㅤㅤbut full of stories untold,
of names we hope toㅤㅤcall, of homes we have
yet to find. In the rustleㅤof leaves ('&) the fading
warmth of the sun,ㅤㅤㅤ I find myself longing —
not for a place, but forㅤ people. For voices that
greet with care. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ For hands that stay.

         For a family that feels
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤlike shelter.  This letter is
ㅤㅤㅤ for you,  who  might        
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ be   willing ㅤto  stayㅤ  who         
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤknows      howㅤ to ㅤ listen.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Who has space in their heart to become
ㅤㅤㅤㅤsomething to someone. We are in search
ㅤㅤㅤ of a family — not perfect, but present. One
ㅤㅤㅤ that grows together, laughs softly, forgives
ㅤㅤㅤㅤoften. A place where roles are more than
ㅤㅤㅤㅤnames, through days both easy and hard.

If you are between the years: Parental Figure (1981—1995), Aunty & Uncle (1996—1999), Oldest Child (2000—2002), Middle (2003—2005), Youngest (2006—2010). Then perhaps we are meant to meet here, in this season of stillness and hope.
Greetings! I come as (Name, Muse, Line, @Username) willing to fill the position as “Parents/Aunty/Uncle/Oldest/Middle/Youngest” ready to take part in a family where presence matters more than perfection. Let this be the start of something meaningful. Thank you!

Please visit @DelaireBot to see the TAKEN LIST. We only welcome those who truly seek connection— not those who come with false names, split hearts, or uncertain intentions.
ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ May
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🍁 autumn
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ guide us home.

Warm regards,
POCKET OF DIARY
        —THE DELAIRE ’s.

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Tonight, me (Leclair's Kya), Wyrmharrow's Kya, Walst's Haum, Crowther's Sarang, and Kaishu's Kya took a quiet night walk. Under the warm streetlights, we met three cats staring at us like we’d interrupted their secret meeting 🙈. We walked on until the hill opened to a glittering city view — lights like scattered stars. No words, just the night, the breeze, and the feeling that this was one of those simple, perfect moments <3
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Hi Shuyaa minju gakkou dulu yah >\\\\<
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