Репост из: 𝔏ucelence of 𝔉lōricomus
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Buds blossom, trees thaw and grass grows. Spring cauterizes, with a surgical precision, the gaping wounds winter leaves on the land. When it’s finished, it infuses its own mojo into the endless opera of the seasons. One fine morning, the world wakes up to a rapture-blue sky. It is high and bright, a continuum of delight that salves both spirit and soul. The grass becomes wonderland-green as if some magical jujitsu chop has banished the frost overnight. Squillions of glint-silver dewdrops are sprinkled in the meadow like stardust. They are shimmering Eden pills that signal to the grass it’s time to revive. Like slinky escapologists, the seeds below slip through the iron shackles of the earth. Finally, flowers begin to wave at the ecstasy-blue sky again. Within days, cherry blossoms are manicured with bliss-pink petals. Splay-legged lambs, acolyte-white in colour, wobble on their knobbly joints before going a-gambol in the fields. Waves of coruscating light immerse the meadows in sheets of golden flame. Bluebells and daffodils add to the stained-glass perfection of the forest’s colours.
It was in seventh heaven of spring morning, sincere appreciation to the entreaty from the goddess of fertility, Demeter. Equipped eternally with devotion, love and beautifities legacy from Aphrodite. Beginning with the marriage and union of two human beings who love each other, which was designated by grace of Hera, subsequently they was flaming with a exquisite daughter: The celestial spring sovereign. She came and substituted the peace and quiet for acrobatic blood, flow concertina, cheating heartbeat, rapid fire. Raised in April, she has long dark hair and a refined. Classically beautiful face. She is not knockout gorgeous like Roxy; there is a smoky kind of sensuousness about her. To call her plain would be inaccurate. She could be attractive if she put any effort into it, which doesn't occur to her. Ventilate over the dweller-earth, o' precious Go Youn-jung is a half-goddess maiden who was born on April 22, 1996 when the Eastertide swaddle the sphere. Victory and success consistently accompanies her in every step proficiency, euphoria tyrannize o'er the despondent, luminous overcomes the dullness.
Happy celebrate the holies genethliac, to Go Youn-jung and all my esteemed the celestial spring sovereign Go Youn-jung's portayers: Nazya-lensky D'Chrysocollyn (me), Amaline Gwenaëlle, Amara Nabiru, Amaryllis Baylee, Charlyane Mouristh, Fleury's Majorlyn, Hannasha Ethainne, Khaizuré Amara, Paris Wilton, Raesita Daphne, Teresa Miglioré, Aimeerin, Alaska Khair, Alaska Nibirú, Amoru, Arakyla, Aruna, Byan, Callantha, Camerlyn, Carmēline, Deanne, Edrea, Frëya, Greóje, Haura, Hazel, Ilounaya, Jasmine, Jeluscha, Jēmimä, Jopiel, J'flatty, Kalea, Kayshana, Keisky, Keliana, Marythiese-Roux, Mathilda, Melisa, Mirabella, Nayena, Ryessa, Salma, Samantha, Sera, Tasha, Thanya, Wilona, Willi Ana, Wylie, Yosha, Zeannè.
With gratitude
Nazyalensky D'Chrysocollyn
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Buds blossom, trees thaw and grass grows. Spring cauterizes, with a surgical precision, the gaping wounds winter leaves on the land. When it’s finished, it infuses its own mojo into the endless opera of the seasons. One fine morning, the world wakes up to a rapture-blue sky. It is high and bright, a continuum of delight that salves both spirit and soul. The grass becomes wonderland-green as if some magical jujitsu chop has banished the frost overnight. Squillions of glint-silver dewdrops are sprinkled in the meadow like stardust. They are shimmering Eden pills that signal to the grass it’s time to revive. Like slinky escapologists, the seeds below slip through the iron shackles of the earth. Finally, flowers begin to wave at the ecstasy-blue sky again. Within days, cherry blossoms are manicured with bliss-pink petals. Splay-legged lambs, acolyte-white in colour, wobble on their knobbly joints before going a-gambol in the fields. Waves of coruscating light immerse the meadows in sheets of golden flame. Bluebells and daffodils add to the stained-glass perfection of the forest’s colours.
It was in seventh heaven of spring morning, sincere appreciation to the entreaty from the goddess of fertility, Demeter. Equipped eternally with devotion, love and beautifities legacy from Aphrodite. Beginning with the marriage and union of two human beings who love each other, which was designated by grace of Hera, subsequently they was flaming with a exquisite daughter: The celestial spring sovereign. She came and substituted the peace and quiet for acrobatic blood, flow concertina, cheating heartbeat, rapid fire. Raised in April, she has long dark hair and a refined. Classically beautiful face. She is not knockout gorgeous like Roxy; there is a smoky kind of sensuousness about her. To call her plain would be inaccurate. She could be attractive if she put any effort into it, which doesn't occur to her. Ventilate over the dweller-earth, o' precious Go Youn-jung is a half-goddess maiden who was born on April 22, 1996 when the Eastertide swaddle the sphere. Victory and success consistently accompanies her in every step proficiency, euphoria tyrannize o'er the despondent, luminous overcomes the dullness.
Happy celebrate the holies genethliac, to Go Youn-jung and all my esteemed the celestial spring sovereign Go Youn-jung's portayers: Nazya-lensky D'Chrysocollyn (me), Amaline Gwenaëlle, Amara Nabiru, Amaryllis Baylee, Charlyane Mouristh, Fleury's Majorlyn, Hannasha Ethainne, Khaizuré Amara, Paris Wilton, Raesita Daphne, Teresa Miglioré, Aimeerin, Alaska Khair, Alaska Nibirú, Amoru, Arakyla, Aruna, Byan, Callantha, Camerlyn, Carmēline, Deanne, Edrea, Frëya, Greóje, Haura, Hazel, Ilounaya, Jasmine, Jeluscha, Jēmimä, Jopiel, J'flatty, Kalea, Kayshana, Keisky, Keliana, Marythiese-Roux, Mathilda, Melisa, Mirabella, Nayena, Ryessa, Salma, Samantha, Sera, Tasha, Thanya, Wilona, Willi Ana, Wylie, Yosha, Zeannè.
With gratitude
Nazyalensky D'Chrysocollyn
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