ㅤ TO AUTUMN, TO SPRING, AND TO ME. “…” 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘎𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴. Otherwise, I, shall no longer ponder to somewhere I soothe. Enriched dusk along with the fallen stars and engulfed well wishers beyond the horizons. —— STATUS BAR: FORTHCOMING. ㅤ
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