And yet, something small in my chest keeps asking, “Why do you still hurt?” I never answer. I just wait for the silence to show me how to go on, but it gives me nothing, only an echo drifting trough the empty rooms of my mind.

post—cards vol. ii. “collaboration”
bittersweet: @Phuwinside &’ @Naravitzone
.. diaries site. POEMS

@strcokes @Ineept @Phuwinp @Fortwith Meisje. @Teeyrak @Anfchor @Tangsakeyun @phuwil @cxhips @tangsakyeun @tangsazyuen @lketters @kardiigan @puhuwin ft. @naraavitp @ppnrvtk @Kiddeoz @ppnartavit @ArcJoongn @aThorne @nzravit @arkaori @lPondf @nairavit @gPhum @cLertratkosum @Wongeavee @Grunkred @Posnd @luscidream @masculinef @narvwit @Mvillage @qBaldarxt @ppnarvitn @ponduu

the letter /1986’s. Nevermore denouement versions. chapter ii: of the same unsent lust, November mist.

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           ㅤ(MIDWINTER   🎄🦌  HEARTHGLOW)
            A Convocation // Snowbound Hearts Kindled Beneath Yuletide Light
                              ────୨ৎ────
Beneath a pall of wintered heaven, December holds vigil. Frost-laced air carries resin of fir and the distant toll of consecrated bells. Candleflame bends within glass-bound lanterns, scattering amber benedictions across the snowbound earth. This season is wrought not for mirth alone, but for the unfastening of vows long sealed within the breast.

         Certain hearts remain at cold’s dominion,
ㅤ                awaiting a single borne message
ㅤ                 to unshackle the season of ice.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ                                   

Should this winter parchment wander across distant halls, a gentle courtesy is sought let the tidings be borne onward. Set the notice within gathered channels, that further souls may be summoned unto a convocation shaped by candlelight, remembrance, ancient warmth of Christmas tide.

“TREMBLE NOT AT THE HALLOWED QUIET”

    For Stillness Serves As Passage Only
         Beyond Rests The Feast Of Nativity
      Where Hymn (&.) Sowfall Entwine
           And Truths Long Entombed 
               Are Drawn Toward Flame.

Such Passing Becomes
Part Of The Season’s Keeping
Let The Glow Travel ❄️☃️
Sincerely,
Phuwin’s Fifthsides.

     
Mistletoe on Days Misreckoned
&. Hoarded by Santa’s Presence. 🖊

Backtrack of The Poet (2025, All I Want for Christmas): Nevermore Denouement: Inked Verse for The Christmastide. Swaddled within the papers grain, souls would loosen their breath, cherishing ink hoarded like air itself whilst each mark stamped with ardor by Santa’s passing.

As in the other years, He came
once more, to fulfill each quiet
hope (&.), to gather and guard
many wishes scattered upon
the constellation and earth.

So within this message inked solemnly by @Phuwinside, we would have you cherished through Christmas Eve, alongside mistletoe and kept hope ━━╋━ 📽️

Merry Christmas everyone,
&. Still Inked with Ardor / ౨ৎ
      

Hello, Phuwinside’s buddies! 🎄 We warmly invite you all to celebrate Christmas together with us through a fun and creative activity: coloring a Christmas tree together! This special moment will be posted simultaneously when Two days before Christmas arrives, as we share joy, laughter, and festive vibes while spending this special season together. Let’s celebrate the warmth of Christmas, spread happiness, and create meaningful memories side by side.

Drop your results to @fifthsidesourcebot and Your work will be posted on Tuesday, December 23, 2025, at 7:00 PM WIB. For the steps to join and more information, you can check [https://t.me/Midnovermatter/30]. We really appreciate your contribution, and we’re excited to share it with everyone. Spread the Christmas cheer with us!

With all love this Christmas,
Phuwin’s Fifthsides.

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