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ㅤㅤ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝘂𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗲𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴.
When the woman strokes the tip of her guitar, playing it solo under the burdened chaos. It wasn't the intention she is seeking. But, the woman does her magic grasps to clench the tunes into fragments of her own esse. Entombed inbetween of thousands of blooms heading out for her voice. The mellifluous comes from whenever she went to a juncture. Heartbreak and mellow pool, clashing the surface of doom.
ㅤㅤShe never thought what would accomplish her charade of carnations are a festive of a beam. When she smiles, everything lights up into pieces but shredded and fouled onto the tomb of paragon. Dangling the chasmic tunes coming out of her timbre and the melody of her strings. one, two streaks when she is marrying the harmony, euphonies stroke down to their viscera and spines too. ༄ؘ
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ㅤㅤ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝘂𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗲𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴.
When the woman strokes the tip of her guitar, playing it solo under the burdened chaos. It wasn't the intention she is seeking. But, the woman does her magic grasps to clench the tunes into fragments of her own esse. Entombed inbetween of thousands of blooms heading out for her voice. The mellifluous comes from whenever she went to a juncture. Heartbreak and mellow pool, clashing the surface of doom.
ㅤㅤShe never thought what would accomplish her charade of carnations are a festive of a beam. When she smiles, everything lights up into pieces but shredded and fouled onto the tomb of paragon. Dangling the chasmic tunes coming out of her timbre and the melody of her strings. one, two streaks when she is marrying the harmony, euphonies stroke down to their viscera and spines too. ༄ؘ
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