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‣ㅤ autumnal poetry: (ii) ─── diary.
The grains of warmth make everyone feel its beauty, pensively looking out the window surrounded by chirping birds.
ㅤ／ 🖊ㅤFull of magic that captivates our family, it keeps many beautiful verses of poetry, a place of great wisdom and will always shine. would like to wish our esteemed neighbors a happy mensive (@TheeRomanovna, @WaveTeen, @TheeNikolovich @Hoonelle.). transports of delight. wielded them with merrymaking precision, their light waking golden fire in the future.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ.. sparkling night. pocket, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAncient O'clock.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤⓘ 15.50 ◟happiness.


ㅤ ( .. ) ─── happy, xi.ver : a diary full of mystery in it was found worn, ancient and dirty. contains the daily life of our family in beautiful autumn, scattered with romantic poetry from ancient times. ────────────────────
It is so full of happiness here, many ancient records are neatly arranged, with the signature of The Delaire Family. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsincerely, @TheDelaire.

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ㅤㅤAutumn poem: (ii) ─── diary.

Gentle breezes and falling golden leaves guide our steps. Full of wonders that enchant our family, this place holds many beautiful verses, great wisdom, and will always shine. Our sincere congratulations to our esteemed neighbors on their profound happiness @LineageOfZhu, @theellsword, @Shineninng, @TheVansents, @Lunevain, @CasaSolmare. Filled with joy, they wield it with festive precision, their light igniting a golden flame for the future.

Here, so full of happiness, many ancient notes are neatly arranged, bearing the signature of the Delaire Family.
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ㅤㅤWarmly, @TheDelaire. 🍁🤎
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there, some places may never
be found upon maps—only to found
by those who willingly wander,
carrying the scent of passing time

| Beneath the canopies of crimson—ambered
| forests, hidden beyond the hush of old
| pathways. Stand a museum — barely touched,
| whistling against the passing of time.

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You, welcomed in an exhibit — where walls
remembers, passed throughout generations—
where The Delaire's Pocket Diaries were
written and gathered as the evidence of living
hundreds of years ago.

𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑩𝒚 𝑯𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚,
this, became a fleeting season of treasure
worthy memories and a heartfelt story
carving it on your own, waiting for
a chance to bloom it once more
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