Forwarded from ㅤEyes of the Soul.
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ㅤㅤㅤ 🎧 composer — rhythm — calm! 🎶
𒀭. The dawn spills like ink over sound and solace, dwells within its hush, a composer of calm and small divinities. The rhythm is written in graphite and grace, where melodies sip from porcelain mornings and ideas unfurl in cursive daydreams. Sketches symphonies on #MinwookPurrfectDay which each breath takes a hums like a verse between pages, tender yet resolute, an anthem of focus, warmth, and living wonder. It murmurs in lo-fi, gentle and lucid, like soft jazz over candlelight. In that reverie when inspiration feels like home.
ㅤㅤ📀. “Blueprints for a Brighter Noise”
Within the aesthetic folds of this keepsake, the frame blooms by @Meowchine, its verse scribed and tuned by @cairmen. Through @CYEProjectsBot, this melody drifts across the hands of @ClosedHorizons, @Ethamee, @yeoriot, @cyeven, @HouseWellington kindred ateliers of calm and creation, whose art hums where light meets linger. Gentle resonance, part of jazz, starlight and wholly human. The music stay soft but sure, threading through every thought like morning on paper like endless, eloquent, alive.
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ㅤㅤㅤ 🎧 composer — rhythm — calm! 🎶
𒀭. The dawn spills like ink over sound and solace, dwells within its hush, a composer of calm and small divinities. The rhythm is written in graphite and grace, where melodies sip from porcelain mornings and ideas unfurl in cursive daydreams. Sketches symphonies on #MinwookPurrfectDay which each breath takes a hums like a verse between pages, tender yet resolute, an anthem of focus, warmth, and living wonder. It murmurs in lo-fi, gentle and lucid, like soft jazz over candlelight. In that reverie when inspiration feels like home.
ㅤㅤ📀. “Blueprints for a Brighter Noise”
Within the aesthetic folds of this keepsake, the frame blooms by @Meowchine, its verse scribed and tuned by @cairmen. Through @CYEProjectsBot, this melody drifts across the hands of @ClosedHorizons, @Ethamee, @yeoriot, @cyeven, @HouseWellington kindred ateliers of calm and creation, whose art hums where light meets linger. Gentle resonance, part of jazz, starlight and wholly human. The music stay soft but sure, threading through every thought like morning on paper like endless, eloquent, alive.
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