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‘Thus, Homage to the eternal rest ──II. 到期 📺

Weaving words .. silken threads,
each syllable a delicate stitch in
fabric o’ tale. It lexicon, a trove
arcane expressions, spilled
across the page like secret
incantations. 𐚈

| Every sentence whispered poem, where
| @ username, metaphors shimmered
| forgotten constellations &. thoughts
| coalesced on a twilight between prose,
| dream .. ♡

Strung together with th’ quiet grace o’ a seamstress, stitching moments wonder into caves, was an ethereal thread spun from the marrow o’ soul. 🃏💐