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(I.E) POETRY. !, wonded, i tread through corridors of silence where shadows no longer linger as companions. In the corners of memory, words once trusted now transmute into daggers, slipping quietly into spaces once warm. Pain, unspoken but relentless, creeps beneath the surface, etching scars invisible to the eye. Like a leaf falling without a whisper, i crumble in the quiet that screams within. Is this ache a chapter of the journey, or merely a station where i cannot call home? Between pauses and steps, i grasp the void—yet still, i hope. Perhaps, beyond the pain, a light awaits, tender, though unseen.
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—— i, On the untouchable
hearthside, they seek resilient
souls. male and female, not
merely present, but standing firm.
Talent that doesn’t just shine, but
ignites, becoming strength within
the shadows. ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎‹︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ›
♥️¸࣪ chapter ; i. our talent search follows a proven path, beginning with the ordal system that filters true strength.
'https://t.me/hearthsiide/216?comment=133' rel='nofollow'>From there, the next step awaits—a interview, where each soul speaks, and true potential is tested.
♥️¸࣪ chapter ; ii. To stand on the side of resilience, it takes more than just a step— it demands understanding of the rules set before you;
Read each regulation carefully,
for it is the first door that must be unlocked.♥️¸࣪ chapter ; iii. when your heart is steady and your resolve burns bright, send your format to the official gatekeeper—the bot waiting at the end of your preparation.
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