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ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤAND MAYBE
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ THE MOST BEAUTIFUL
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ THING IS THAT LOVE
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ㅤㅤCAN MAKE YOU MORE
ㅤㅤLIKE YOU’RE HOME.
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Tender embrace of family, we often face the challenge of losing our melodic essence amidst life’s symphony. Yet, when @HomeOfSwift opens the door to creative expression, it calls us to unveil our innermost sentiments and share our unique voices. We seek a diverse cast to bring this artistic vision to life. We invite participants born between:

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ WHAT EXACTLY WHERE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ LOOKING FOR?  ㅤㅤㅤ


1980 - 1995: PARENTAL FIGURES.
1996 - 1998: AUNTS & UNCLES.
1999 - 2002: ELDEST CHILD.
2003 - 2005: MIDDLE CHILD.
2006 - 2010: YOUNGEST SIBLING.
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Walls hold stories whispered in quiet moments, and light hymns through windows like a warm invitation. Here, hearts find rest, and belonging blooms quietly—THIS IS NOT JUST A HOUSE, BUT THE GENTLE PULSE OF HOME. 🏠
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             ( 🕷 ) JACKDOOR: TOWN 9'20.
                       PROSPERITY THE PAGE
                       JUNE       '1st         2025
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Lantern light flickers on frost-bitten gravestones, casting shadows softer than fear. With the existence of it, bringing the undeniably lost of lot hope. Twisted trees wore tinsel, and coffins were gift-wrapped as Halloween tried to sing carols. Beneath a crooked moon, our souls—was stitched and skeletal, found hope in the snow.

ㅤㅤ      呪い    (&...)    NOCTURNAL SEPULCHERS
ㅤㅤ      (06.01) “#GOTHMASWITHMORBANE.”

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ㅤ 　 The Short Picnic: Vol. 22 🧺
　 Notions of the procrastinate murmur
　 concluded cavernously between the realms
　of the unknown chapters of the mirroring
　 pieces that brings peace out of all.

Letting the serenades play its ost, #Nien22ndFruitPunch! Nothing else more intriguing than your presence to be captured here!
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