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ㅤ ㅤㅤ𓋵࣬  BREATH OF THE VOID : ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤREFLECTIONS IN VERSE 🌕 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ• • • .. “ Beneath the dense shroud of night, a solitary whisper emerges from a soul adrift. This is the voice of the poet, a wanderer through the desolate corridors of existence, weaving verse from wounds and shadows. Each word is a phantom, each line a cryptic inscription etched into the abyss. ㅤㅤㅤ┃ In a world devoid of light, ㅤㅤㅤ┃ he discovers radiant within ruin, ㅤㅤㅤ┃ meaning within sorrow (&.) ㅤㅤㅤ┃ resilience amidst the collapse of hope. Therefore, We Called Upon the Poet: JAKE SIM Potrayers, to join our ranks. Stringing together a poem that becomes a monument collectively, and carves radiance out of the depths of darkness.

Greetings, Lucism. I,  ❨ Name + Username ❩ want to join to be a part of you, to awaken the world of darkness into allure. Sincerely, thank you. If you are interested, you can knock on our door @LuciusimBot.

With this, the door of darkness has been opened. Jointly, build a more radiant sphere. @Lucism.

ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ⊹ ︶⏝⭒ · ♡ · ⭒⏝︶ ⊹ ㅤ 𝐀𝐥𝐥–𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐥 ㅤ 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ㅤ —𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 ㅤ 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 ㅤ 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ㅤ 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 ㅤ 𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐬. 𓆩 ୨୧ 𓆪 ㅤ

ㅤㅤ   ㅤ     ㅤ    ㅤㅤ   ㅤ     ㅤ    ㅤㅤ   ㅤ     ㅤ     (ⓘ───SWASHBUCKLER) Cruising in the Gulf of Guinea. ⍀ The sands were still—home silent trees. The day was calm—our lives at ease. We rattled no more than passing breeze as we sang with the ocean's frequencies. Time had passed and we rode the waves ventured far out—lost. Suffering for freedom on the East coast, we dedicated to find our lost UNCLE, AUNTY, SISTER, AND BROTHER. We have arrived by to steal the spotlight as we opening the gate for new faces to tenant in our beloved house. If you're intrigued to anchors your soul, take a look at our 'taken list' and make sure that you're an user born between:

• 1995-1997 (for UNCLES and AUNTS) • 1998-2011 (for CHILDS)

Consider to tap this link for those who interested in becoming part of  “VANSENT FAMILY” We strictly enforce our rules, prohibiting duplicity, fake accounts, troublesome behavior, and double fams. ㅤㅤ   ㅤ     ㅤ    

—  Er is niets mooiers dan thuiskomen. 🗞 — .☽༊˚ The gusts blow vigorously, the autumn zephyrs in the countryside stir tulips that begin to desiccate. There was a sense of coziness within a dwelling engaged in convivial conversation over tea and freshly baked, steaming cookies. Upon opening the threshold of the abode, a newfound leopard was welcomed into the fold. Send it through @TheFauntleroyBot!

Greetings! Salutations to all of Fauntleroy family! I express keen interest in becoming a member of The Fauntleroy family. I am (your name), assuming the persona of (muse name & line) under the moniker of (username). Might I inquire about the prerequisites for joining the family? Many thanks in advance.

To elucidate my credentials, we extend an invitation to the esteemed ladies and gentlemen of the years 1996-1999, as well as the revered UNCLES and AUNTS, along with the esteemed ladies and gentlemen and fair ladies as the delightful additions to the mirthful tapestry of our familial unit. We eagerly anticipate your presence, as you join us in partaking in the shared merriment within our intimate kinship. We adamantly eschew the acceptance of duplicate entities, hence it becomes absolutely paramount to meticulously scrutinize your muse. As for you, dear Fauntleroy, we hold you in high regard. ‎

Please give us react, Grotties! 🥹

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[Misery Tortune Chimaeras.]    │ Nightmare-Log. ❲ An Orphan ❳ ⠀⠀ Each point of departune cradle prologue of the calamity mayhem trouble mare's nest that came forth befallen in the mortuary earthborn terrestrial ecosphere macrocosm globe blue marble was enthused set off by at close quarters ’amidst of abreast an outgrowth foster in the woods who got fluke midas touch, stroke of lucky chance destiny heads or tails. One of these days, an newlyweds coupla match godchild ward understudy which got one's hands on tactile carnal base in the flesh ailments evil. Nevertheless, pleasantries idle rumours out of against ancillary backup erstwhile foregoing once silhouette twilight shelter say that an infant neonate liberty druthers fetch momentary volatile quick “here today and gone tomorrow” flash in the pan fortune. They'll give worldly pleasures, after that suck the soul and bring bad luck in life.