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[] Hello, this is Madly's mundane speaking. Lately i've been thinking about staying or leaving, and yepp here i'm. I decided to leave this roleplayer. Thank you so much guys for your existence in ma roleplayer world and for being a good friends. I'm sorry if i haven't been a nice friend or mutual to you. Glad to see you all, stay happy and healthy as always! once again, i'm sorry i can't be someone's forever. See you when i see you, feel free to unsubscribe yaa. Thanks a lot.
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ㅤ𝓑ersama makhluk makhluk aneh yang ada di bumi.
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Down at the far end of the lake there's a marsh that rolls wide and long with a thatch work thicket of pristine cattails that gently sway in the lightest breeze. And the redwing blackbirds call from it, with their sweet and throaty melody finding its way across the lake's expanse and listing into the adjacent woods of muscular oaks and graceful maples. Me and my friends sitting in a boat on the lake's expanse, I wonder what insanity would prompt me to focus on the fish I can't catch, and not on the melody that I can.
ㅤㅤㅤIt was normal for it to rain, but in october who could forget the rains of October? now this disturbingly silent rain was falling. That was so nebulous that it was pretty that, if it had not been wet, no one would have believed it was raining; that was so slow that it was possible to follow its fall with one's eyes. That which villagers called 'the rains of October' was the accumulation of the serenity of such a life. Eyes almost broke into tears on looking at the sun subdividing itself, at the end of the afternoon, in each drop of that snail's-pace precipitation, as if the great star had dissolved each day an infinitesimal bit more.
ㅤThe camera has always been a guide, and it's allowed me to see things and focus on things that maybe an average person wouldn't even notice.
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