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ㅤㅤㅤ⌑ ׅ۫🎞 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 #𝟎𝟎 : viàm invénièmus

๋ׅ ׂ ✧°• 𝕿hose Zeir's name was Zenzen. Dusk was falling as the Zenzen arrived, landing for Cozen Flight with his herd at an abandoned world. The roof had fallen in long ago, and an enormous sycamore had grown on the spot where the sacristy had once stood. Zenzen decided to spend the night there. Saw to it that all the dreams entered through the ruined gate, and then laid some planks across it to prevent the hope from overthinking away during the night.

ㅤㅤ𝕴t was still dark when he awoke, and, looking up, he could see the stars through the half-destroyed roof. I wanted to sleep a little longer, he thought. He had the same dream that night as a week ago, and once again he had awakened before it ended. The dream about a home that had made an impression on him, or when he would tell them the medicine of the loneliness or the happiness of a human in the airdrome. The dream on landing line, under the roses tinted-dream, called, 𝐂𝐎𝐙𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐋.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ‹ 𓂃 ࣪˖ 🪜 #PRÉFIXE ›
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