Amidst the warm autumn forest stands an old structure with the inscription #GalleryOfMemories carved into it, long since abandoned; a museum that lost its way. Upon revisiting it one day, @myunrg found a scrap of paper bearing the saying, βI'd love to hold your hand until forever, for I give all my love to you.β and a maple leaf drifting in the breeze, carrying the hopeful message that you might forever remember the warmth, regardless of whether autumn is no longer in full swing.
In trusted heart,
Your love.
In trusted heart,
Your love.
β€1π¦1
The ink in this dusty old typewriter may be dried away, nevertheless I wish once further to bestow a warm treasure upon your heart at the #GalleryOfPoetry. The aged structures in the midst of this autumnal woodland further stir my hands to engrave your name @myunrg upon this worn sheet of paper with ink freshly warmed by the hearth.
Your pen pal,
Nakeev Rylvan.
Your pen pal,
Nakeev Rylvan.
β€1π¦1
The melody begins to play β Those Eyes β amidst the stillness of the autumn leaves inside the cozy museum of reminiscence. We hear the #GalleryOfMelodies, recalling somebody @myunrg constantly makes the heart yearn for a warm embrace. The melody echoes through the halls of the museum, reminding us of the tenderness shared by two birds perched on a branch of an orange-leaved fir tree.
In all sincerity,
Your dearest, Naki's.
In all sincerity,
Your dearest, Naki's.
β‘1β€1
Amidst the warm autumn forest stands an old structure with the inscription #GalleryOfMemories carved into it, long since abandoned; a museum that lost its way. Upon revisiting it one day, @DropTheScythe found a scrap of paper bearing the saying, βThank you for being here and let's be together for a long long time.β and a maple leaf drifting in the breeze, carrying the hopeful message that you might forever remember the warmth, regardless of whether autumn is no longer in full swing.
In trusted heart,
π©΅π¬.
In trusted heart,
π©΅π¬.
β€4
The melody begins to play β Count on Me β amidst the stillness of the autumn leaves inside the cozy museum of reminiscence. We hear the #GalleryMelodies, recalling somebody @Teenbo1i constantly makes the heart yearn for a warm embrace. The melody echoes through the halls of the museum, reminding us of the tenderness shared by two birds perched on a branch of an orange-leaved fir tree.
In all sincerity,
Marion
In all sincerity,
Marion
Amidst the warm autumn forest stands an old structure with the inscription #GalleryOfMemories carved into it, long since abandoned; a museum that lost its way. Upon revisiting it one day, @woonhakj found a scrap of paper bearing the saying, βMay the carved love in our heart stays deep in every ticking time of our lifeβ and a maple leaf drifting in the breeze, carrying the hopeful message that you might forever remember the warmth, regardless of whether autumn is no longer in full swing.
In trusted heart,
Your little one ΒΏ?
In trusted heart,
Your little one ΒΏ?
β€2
The ink in this dusty old typewriter may be dried away, nevertheless I wish once further to bestow a warm treasure upon your heart at the #GalleryOfPoetry. The aged structures in the midst of this autumnal woodland further stir my hands to engrave your name @delaireyuha upon this worn sheet of paper with ink freshly warmed by the hearth.
Your pen pal,
Athmar. π
Your pen pal,
Athmar. π
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Amidst the warm autumn forest stands an old structure with the inscription #GalleryOfMemories carved into it, long since abandoned; a museum that lost its way. Upon revisiting it one day, @COURAJAEOUS found a scrap of paper bearing the saying, βThank you for always being the home everyone dreamt of, i hope we'll always bond like it's the last day on earthβ and a maple leaf drifting in the breeze, carrying the hopeful message that you might forever remember the warmth, regardless of whether autumn is no longer in full swing.
In trusted heart,
Oxhoney
In trusted heart,
Oxhoney
β€2π1
The ink in this dusty old typewriter may be dried away, nevertheless I wish once further to bestow a warm treasure upon your heart at the #GalleryOfPoetry. The aged structures in the midst of this autumnal woodland further stir my hands to engrave your name @TheDenKost upon this worn sheet of paper with ink freshly warmed by the hearth.
Your pen pal,
Separuh Nafas Kalian
Your pen pal,
Separuh Nafas Kalian
β€2
Amidst the warm autumn forest stands an old structure with the inscription #GalleryOfMemories carved into it, long since abandoned; a museum that lost its way. Upon revisiting it one day, @KinOfGreesacht found a scrap of paper bearing the saying, βEvery memory we created is a masterpiece worth keeping. May this warmth stay with you, in every seasonβ and a maple leaf drifting in the breeze, carrying the hopeful message that you might forever remember the warmth, regardless of whether autumn is no longer in full swing.
In trusted heart,
Caravaggio.
In trusted heart,
Caravaggio.
β€1
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That's all for the fifth session. Many thanks for making this opening session such a lively affair. Every letter sent will always receive a return letter, as a sign of our regard for one another. Stay tuned for our Last Session tonight. π
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delav kalau unsubs laporan ke @delairebot ya, ga susah kok + biar bisa kami unban juga, ga ada laporan ga bakal kami unban ya delav. mau fam/paguy kalian disband tetap laporan ya, karena kita sfs biar adil juga.
delav laporan ke bot ga susah kok delaav
biar sama-sama enak juga kan ya
kalau mau minta replace juga bisa banget
kalau ada laporan ex mem kami, bisa tanyain dulu untuk replace ya delav ke bot kami @delairebot
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