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Parting had neglected borderlines, abandoned blooming in autumn. We come to show what despair is, which won’t allude to well-being. As soon as the leaves appear, the death throes come into sight. Burials, and the crimson hues, have always served as a measure to inscribe: “Human May Leave, and Return," yet orbit, like a wheel. Tears shall be the last-minute sign of the curtailment of Heart, Soul, and Body.
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Parting had neglected borderlines, abandoned blooming in autumn. We come to show what despair is, which won’t allude to well-being. As soon as the leaves appear, the death throes come into sight. Burials, and the crimson hues, have always served as a measure to inscribe: “Human May Leave, and Return," yet orbit, like a wheel. Tears shall be the last-minute sign of the curtailment of Heart, Soul, and Body.
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Family of Zhu.
A whisper message to anyone. Anyone can read it!
Tricked you all.
Dear Neighbours. Do I look good in this outfit? I had my day off today, so I went outside to hang out and take some pictures. I’d love to share it with you, Neighbours. The breeze, the clouds, the atmosphere, those were truly fascinating today, so I’m not regretting going outside. It’s all paid with the scenery... Just look at the pictures! ♥️
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