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Forwarded from Kep1er Projects – "The Rise of Tomorrow’s Stars" 𓇻
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A twist of twinkle where every scrutiny abide a mirrorball and every breath sings ɢʟᴀᴍᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴏʀᴀᴄʟᴇ beneath the seafoam.
°:•.🐠 *.•🪸 .•:°
No rules, just gleam—questions glimmer like sea glass, settles echo like dolphin hoopla, and our thoughts array glitter heels on clamshell scenes.
Let the current
sway your crown. ♡₊˚⋆
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A twist of twinkle where every scrutiny abide a mirrorball and every breath sings ɢʟᴀᴍᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴏʀᴀᴄʟᴇ beneath the seafoam.
°:•.
No rules, just gleam—questions glimmer like sea glass, settles echo like dolphin hoopla, and our thoughts array glitter heels on clamshell scenes.
Let the current
sway your crown. ♡₊˚⋆
ㅤㅤㅤ
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Forwarded from Of Tints and Homes: Greesacht Familia.
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LEAVES CARRIED BY BREEZE. ִֶָ 📜⊹ ࣪˖
(BIRDS BEGIN TO FERCH ON BRANCHES.)
Oranges tumble, nature was genuinely most marvellous—holding warm memories in every corner of ambrosual flourishing blossoms and heat of sun. \ Hulsenbeck: Kin-Of-Greesacht. \ Open The Gate!
AUNTY & UNCLE. (1994-1999.)
• (2000-2003.) THE ELDEST. ─
THE MIDDLE. | (2004-2006.)
• (2007-2010.) YOUNGEST.
Bliss and merriment, are in one sentences to yearning for bona-fide romantism. Not merely connecting hearts, not merely reach dreams and forgetting the past—yet to embrace and appreciate every candescent of grass that records us.
⤿ It Could Bloom, In Soul, In Core.
Youth, time of beauteous. It shall not dissipate solely by forgetting, because every atmosphere that witnesses the anecdote will constantly intertwined the heart in myriad way. “I can sense the scent of blossoms, making me drown and ecstasy, everytime I close my eyes, that's where my childhood was neatly arranged.”
MAIL YOUR LETTER: @GreesachtBot.
CARD-BEEN-TAKEN. \ TAKEN LIST.
─── Linked Core: Kin Of Greesacht.
LEAVES CARRIED BY BREEZE. ִֶָ 📜⊹ ࣪˖
(BIRDS BEGIN TO FERCH ON BRANCHES.)
Oranges tumble, nature was genuinely most marvellous—holding warm memories in every corner of ambrosual flourishing blossoms and heat of sun. \ Hulsenbeck: Kin-Of-Greesacht. \ Open The Gate!
AUNTY & UNCLE. (1994-1999.)
• (2000-2003.) THE ELDEST. ─
THE MIDDLE. | (2004-2006.)
• (2007-2010.) YOUNGEST.
Bliss and merriment, are in one sentences to yearning for bona-fide romantism. Not merely connecting hearts, not merely reach dreams and forgetting the past—yet to embrace and appreciate every candescent of grass that records us.
Salute, Kin Of Greesacht! I, Muse and ID genuinely desire to connecting my soul into your cycle of pilgrimage. Born, (0000). I will take the (Aunty/Uncle, Eld-Mid-Young.) as my figure. Embrace the new euphonious within my heart, Kin Of Greesacht. Thank you!
⤿ It Could Bloom, In Soul, In Core.
Youth, time of beauteous. It shall not dissipate solely by forgetting, because every atmosphere that witnesses the anecdote will constantly intertwined the heart in myriad way. “I can sense the scent of blossoms, making me drown and ecstasy, everytime I close my eyes, that's where my childhood was neatly arranged.”
MAIL YOUR LETTER: @GreesachtBot.
CARD-BEEN-TAKEN. \ TAKEN LIST.
─── Linked Core: Kin Of Greesacht.
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Forwarded from Promise Season: “Carousal” The Dashing Heel.
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UPON FLUKE. The Threshold ...
୭ . . 💬📁
Immersion! The campus is in a mess, lack of crew to carry out the assigned tasks. In a group of princesses—they need the new ones to solve puzzles on every staircase and corridor, the air was getting colder for them to stay up all night; now show yourself, bring warmth to them with a clover leaf tugged in your ear.
Yearning for fromis_9 graceful visages,
who outshine any style:
&' ┈┈┈┈ 𓍯 When the sun goes down, the homecoming of you is the most awaited one. Near when the masquerade ball begins, melodies playing, non-stop twirling. At the end of the robe, televise it to @PromiseTalkbot. Usher in as a emergence, a wave will sent to you by way of morse code when you get the upshot.
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UPON FLUKE. The Threshold ...
That’s kind of how fromis_9
feels to me. 𝝑𝝔୭ . . 💬📁
Immersion! The campus is in a mess, lack of crew to carry out the assigned tasks. In a group of princesses—they need the new ones to solve puzzles on every staircase and corridor, the air was getting colder for them to stay up all night; now show yourself, bring warmth to them with a clover leaf tugged in your ear.
Yearning for fromis_9 graceful visages,
who outshine any style:
I, {NAME}, deliver to you my designated secret identity as {MUSE}. I am seeking for a new place where I can seek a romantic disaster together and bring new amusement to the team.&' ┈┈┈┈ 𓍯 When the sun goes down, the homecoming of you is the most awaited one. Near when the masquerade ball begins, melodies playing, non-stop twirling. At the end of the robe, televise it to @PromiseTalkbot. Usher in as a emergence, a wave will sent to you by way of morse code when you get the upshot.
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