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ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ ִ •° 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑤 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑖𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠. 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑜 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑𝑠. 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚. ⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹

⩇⩇ ꓽ ⩇⩇ 𝘈 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 is so empty and lonely, thousands of letters neatly. arranged on a lonely paper. ✧｡    𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 🌱 they become beautiful sentences, an atmosphere of 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 but the sound of scribbles rubbing against the paper. #🕊 ✧｡    𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚.   𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 🤍: ｡･: ✏️*˚ 📒:✧｡

~ ☁️.·:* 𝐒𝐞 𝐥𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚 è 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨 𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐚 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐦𝐢 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐚 𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐚 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨 𝐥'𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐨, 𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐚 𝐝𝐢 𝐦𝐞 ─┄ 𝅄 𐀔 ꒰꒰ 𔓕 ⸼ ۫ 𐦙

𓍯𓂃 there is a love-story, a young man whose dreams are hindered; kissing sweetly, as if he was hugging her tiny little body like a ── princess

ㅤㅤㅤㅤt~tiny hearts<3 ! ᐟ 🪽↻⡇부드러워진 눈, *glancing up at the beauty of this woman..* she's so pretty! ໒꒱ 𝅄 ۫ ׅ ⑅ ; 그녀를 사랑합니다! can we actually date? This woman's style is very beautiful and very cute!   ۫  ׅ ˚◌. i wonder what they talk about this beautiful woman? ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა »

𝐥𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐞 ╰┈ ⋆｡˚ ❀ *· 🌬 ࿐ ࿔ ˚:⋆ ✧･ﾟ