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ㅤ THE DOORWAY OF SECRETS:
SIGHTSEERS BY CLOCKWISE ODYSSEY.
(1986.) “IN THE ARCH-PHANTASY.”

The phantasmagorical sighted in the epicentre illusion from bygone days. Time after time turns when the sign-light for salvation jingles; draw ourselves in every vision. We are painted ladies, “ETERNITY VOYAGERS” shout out our vows.

As we open our gateway for some sightseers, to travel to the yore with us. Take-A-Note: In each paper that we have summarized, as we identify that you are the real-portrait of the tripleS members: S3 JIWOO, S16 MAYU, and S20 SHION to complete our no-twins dormitory. Additionally, you must be LOYAL TO YOUR MUSE to be accepted. Those who have the goal of silent spies, observers, or cloners account are strictly restricted and prohibited from entering our gates.

Blowing through foreign solitude, a separate water channel carves its course, marking the journey with purpose. I offer my full voluntary signature—(Name, @)—embracing my role as (Your Muse) within VonityS. The redness of trials fades with each examination, shaping my path. With boundless grace, i stand united, sailing onward with VonityS, bound for the infinite horizons of the eternal voyage.

Within the truth we shall swear, we hereby hail for our search, our eternal rising chamber: @VonitysBot. Shall await your phantasmagoric in our archway.

Sunwise Journey,
@VonityS.
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arthes sapa mau beli sayur

00.00 i love you, arthes!

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(Tale Of Yore.) Butterflies with crystalware wings behind dream grace flitted 'neath the skies where the moon silver light occured upon the air. Here, in this sacred space as night deepens and moon paints earth with glow, we recall the legends of our past: eternally criss–cross. Our voices murmur into forest rivulet. May the moon’s reverent beams ever guide @TheeRomanovna, @CasitaOfHier, @TeenslnTimes, @PearryGlitz, @ENCouturre and @WaveTeen steps enlightening the alleyway through life’s ebb and flow. The moments we have partaken, like stellar corse aflame, do leave mark upon the mould through remembrance. Henceforth, all of this serve as tokens through the ageless ties that bind us, plying endless march of time itself. A tapestry, it is, of love and fellowship, wrought with filaments that surmount the confines of space and time’s domain. Let the moon carry our heartfelt wishes, and still shining brightly even amongst the darkest of nights.

                  Fondly, from our hearts to yours,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ The Howarth.
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ㅤㅤ       Blues Of Goury 𖦹 🍸
ㅤSearching for lost summer glory
 
In the expansive fabric of existence we are mere wanderers weaving our courses through the threads of fate. similiar to a ship seeking its lost anchors, we too are in pursuit of new family members who will sail this voyage alongside us.

Here are prerequisites for joining in if you fit the lines range of :
1994 ㅡ1997 For Aunty/Uncle
1998 ㅡ 2008 For Children

With an affectionate heart and a willing spirit, come and embrace the warmth of our kinship. Your wisdom and love will be treasured beyond measure. With dreams as vast as the horizon, we open our arms to you. Let the bond of kinship grow strong as we welcome you to our heartwarming fold! Come to our bot @Gouriesbot to register yourself to be part of us

𓇻 The secret password :

Ready to embrace the lost summer glory, I eagerly register to become a part of Goury's! Fueled by [name, muse, line] my soul takes flight to achieve membership in this illustrious family!