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The morning in London was quiet as Delaire’s Wonhee and Sveic’s Woonhak walked side by side, just enjoying the cool air without any real plan.
Then Wonhee suddenly stopped, eyes locked on a convenience store full of colorful snacks. She rushed forward, calling, “Woonhak, tungguin aku!” before disappearing inside. When he finally came out with an armful of snacks, Woonhak sighed, “Lama banget, kocak.”
As expected, all the snacks ended up in Woonhak’s bag while Wonhee happily opened the first one. Their peaceful stroll turned into a snack detour—but it still felt like a perfect morning for them.
Then Wonhee suddenly stopped, eyes locked on a convenience store full of colorful snacks. She rushed forward, calling, “Woonhak, tungguin aku!” before disappearing inside. When he finally came out with an armful of snacks, Woonhak sighed, “Lama banget, kocak.”
As expected, all the snacks ended up in Woonhak’s bag while Wonhee happily opened the first one. Their peaceful stroll turned into a snack detour—but it still felt like a perfect morning for them.
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kapan kita bangkit
delaire bangkit cerita rakyat doang
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⠀⠀A CAVALCADE OF
⠀⠀PINK-CROWNED PETALS
Petals, peonies, parade, paradise—
Heaven pours its bliss to earth.
December blooms in hues that mesmerize,
Where blessings rise in tender birth.
Lanterns sway with melodies of delight,
Butterflies in quiet reverence glide.
Be yourself the luminous light,
The one whom we honor with utmost pride.
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. ݁₊
⊹ .
݁ ⟡
݁ .
⊹
₊ ݁.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #SowonInFullBloom. ❀ˎˊ˗
⠀⠀A CAVALCADE OF
⠀⠀PINK-CROWNED PETALS
Petals, peonies, parade, paradise—
Heaven pours its bliss to earth.
December blooms in hues that mesmerize,
Where blessings rise in tender birth.
Lanterns sway with melodies of delight,
Butterflies in quiet reverence glide.
Be yourself the luminous light,
The one whom we honor with utmost pride.
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