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@Meellifluouss : ๐“ฃ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ sweet voice that remains in the middle of the night, like the strains of an imprinted ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฅ๐จ๐๐ฒ that can bring a ๐•ณ๐–†๐–‘๐–ˆ๐–ž๐–”๐–“
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ngga, tadi mam nasi


minum energen doang?


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ใ…ค ๐€ beautiful voice flowed from within the silent room. Like a night lulaby that soothes the listener, even lullabies themselves feel challenged when they hear it. ๐—” ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป closes his eyes, enjoying how his frail fingers press every block of the โ„ณusical โ„‘nstrument being played, his eyes are closed looking for identity in one's own image, lost in a feeling of happiness and confidence. ๐”…๐”ข๐”ž๐”ฒ๐”ฑ๐”ฆ๐”ฃ๐”ฒ๐”ฉ curves embraced by suits are very elegant and simple.

ใ…ค ๐Žver time the minutes and time, between the ticking hands, equals a racing heart rate. Finger movements and hand swings deliver emotion with every pressure. The lyrics of the song that are played lead to the serenity like a river flowing between the rocks looking for a gap to pass through, the beautiful sonnet accompanies every resulting movement. Closed eyes have now opened ๐“Ÿ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฏ๐“ฎ๐“ฌ๐“ฝ๐“ต๐”‚ to see how fly the resulting tone, a pair of ears sparkling hearing the beauty of the tones put together. Feel the atmosphere of serenity and euphoria of pleasure.

ใ…ค ๐“ired and a mixture of satisfaction filled his chest cavity, thin plum lips forming a beautiful curved carvings of his ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ face, his curved fingers slowly began to tire of pressing the blocks of the โ„ณusical โ„‘nstrument he was playing. The breeze entered the gap in the open window frame. Voices and notes filled with rhythm and regular tempo slowly stopped when the master stopped playing the ๐ฉ๐ข๐š๐ง๐จ.ใ…คใ…ค ใ…ค
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ใ…ค ๐“he night sky has arrived, the twilight is tired of showing its light. The waves were racing against the rocks as if they wanted to destroy them. The sound of gurgling from the shoreline seemed to be a sonnet that night. Why is this young man so lonely? lonely in a crowd, that's what he feels.

ใ…ค ๐’taring blankly at the open sea, the night wind has embraced him sending a cold atmosphere to the bone. He missed ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ. Looking down at the countless expanse of sand, a drop of tears began to fall down the youth's cheeks. Closed his eyes enjoying the way the wind caressed his body, closed his face above the folds of his hands, crying with sobs. He missed ๐“ต๐“พ๐“ต๐“ต๐“ช๐“ซ๐”‚ ๐“ท๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ๐“ฝ , He missed his ๐ ๐ฎ๐š๐ซ๐๐ข๐š๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฅ. One question that filled his frantic mind "๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—œ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—น ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐˜?"ใ…คใ…ค ใ…ค
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ใ…ค ๐“he bell rang loudly right above a cafe door. With a brown coat hugging his body, the young man stepped in firmly but gracefully, the steps leading him to a coffee-scented place accompanied by ๐’žlassical โ„ณusic like calm amidst the silence.

ใ…ค๐‡is beautiful lips like rose petals smiled when his round eyes saw his ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ waving at his, along with a smile that was engraved making the beautiful spot on his cheek clearly visible. His light steps led his to his lover, sitting opposite enjoying classical music that broke the silence. In the hope that time can stop just to enjoy the very peaceful ๐’œ tmosphere.
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ใ…ค ใ…ค ใ…ค ใ…ค ใ…คใ…ค ใ…ค๐™๐š๐œ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฅ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐จ๐ง
ใ…ค ใ…คโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท ยท ยท ยท โœฆโœงโœฆยท ยท ยท ยท โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€

๐‘oses, which fall in the middle of s๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ. When the sun shines its rays are accompanied by the melodious sound of wind and water that clash with the rocks of the river. At that time, he opened ๐ปis eyes for the first time in the world.

๐‡is birth was a gift made so beautifully by ๐”Šod. He is a rose that falls in the summer. hearing round ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ and thin ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ that flutter can make a sonnet in every tree prostrate to his to adore ๐ปis beauty.

๐…or a hope, his round eyes radiated ๐“”๐“พ๐“น๐“ฑ๐“ธ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ช as someone looked at ๐‡๐ข๐ฆ. A heartbeat that never stopped beating sounded like a melody in the middle of silence. The ultimate hope is to share ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ in every life.
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