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️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ 🐚 𓏸 ׅ "Pristine Forst" [12/1] ✿
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ amiable semblance ִֶָ ♩
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ 식. The emptiness was increasingly
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ esteemed immediately slothful
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ solus. Swilling down a teacup
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ howbeit daydreaming espying
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ en route th' curtain. A twiggy
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ pearly awning vacillation
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ forasmuch gusts of wind, 💌 ↓
𓂃. 📑 The wind was harrowing to th' affinity. Further I descry at each portiere, excess I esteemed th' curtain was gleaning lither. Recession a receptivity of appetite and nullity in me.
𓇼 ׅ ۫ CHAPTER II : art exhibition 진주.. ✿
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ ִֶָ ♩ That was held cured a little of
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ my longing. Seeing the
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ paintings made me remember
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ the past again. Sad memories
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ replayed in mind. Make
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ me feel the sadness that was
️️ ️️️️ ️️ ️️️️ passing away 𓈈 . ࣪ 🫖
𓂋 𓈒 There was nothing I missed from those memories. I wanted to throw away that sadness and let it drift in the distant ocean. 🧣
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