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    rhythms  circulate  like   whispered   memories,
    echoing  through  years  we once  lived  softly.
    we  gather   without  noise,  carrying  versions
    of   ourselves   shaped   by  time,  by  growing,
    glowing, and letting go. every movement feels
    lighter   now  guided  by  instinct,  touched  by
    change.

      𖠄   gentle   rhythms     ָ࣪ softer, brighter, a ָ࣪ 
     drift  like past selves,          ָ࣪ little  braver  than ָ࣪ 
       floating through eras    ָ࣪ before! every step ָ࣪ 
     we  quietly   became.          ָ࣪ tells      a      story ָ࣪ 
       we      meet      again,    ָ࣪ not of control, but ָ࣪ 
     unannounced, 𖠄                  ָ࣪ of         becoming ָ࣪ 

(26! o’ 26!) JANUARY ‘gLitcH arrived’! [LOUD 🔊]
&’. re–start, but doesn’t demand an anticipation. slide through bone, simply— DELULU 💽
soft echoes of who we were,
flowing through time.
new era 404 / . . APPEARS ✺
ہ ₹ @kyacademys
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