GALAXY BASE.


Kanal geosi va tili: Butun dunyo, Inglizcha


EST. 2020: An intergalactic space base which soars through the galactic expanse, swiftly illuminating the Milky Way's vast constellations. Galaxy Base, at your disposal! 🚀
Launch Center: @/CLOSED
Cosmic Essentials & Reports: @.GalaxysRobot.

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seraph dusk: whimsy-stitched buoyant
tiny mischief twinkles in twilight’s seams
🍀🍥

playful jibes linger in soft hues, swirling with a quiet gleam. soon, their lilting words wind through feigned mirth, each syllable savoring bittersweet jest. barbs hidden in gauzy cheer, wrapped in dulcet mystery. charm’s shadow slips through: (petite wiles fly like silk in marrow’s hollow.) ౨ৎ

ㅤㅤdeclare at the edge of dreams:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  @starcorners 🧩💭

beneath starry smiles, a heartwarm mirage
shines, cozy words entwined in light causerie,
bound to linger forever
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Luminous, sacchariferous also bewitching beam engraved on his appearance. Mellifluous voice when he sing is being the most favorite sound of many people. He is the well–known rocker boy in this Megapolis, as called by, V-Rock since his charms is fits with the epithets. Looks messed, but, itʼs his idiosyncratic, only being messed with his appearance. No matter what people said, heʼll set his interest in music, so, here he is, @JOOYEON. Being the most well–known rocker boy in this macrocosmic, with more millions fans out there.

As the summary, also, as the motivation, “Don't listen to many people said. As long as the words contains by underestimate words, in necessary to make you down. Keep trying to improve yourself. It will proving that you're more better than them.” He said.


 
THE COLD GUSTS OF WIND BIT AT MY CHEEKS, PAINTING MY EARS CRIMSON.

“will you come with me tonight?” i asked, though my voice was barely carried beyond the curtain of icy silence. the words hung there, in a dilemma, delicate snowflakes in midair, waiting for another soul to breathe life into them. who knows when the answer will come? and so i stand here still, alone, yet not entirely forsaken.

                           i wait, and i still wait
                                 [ @egyeoulie ] ♡
 



[ the—quill—dances. ] : celestial whimsical! ෆ : the genesis of strawberry dusk musings, mellifluous inclinations sweet serendipities. ✸

ఇ : 💝💭 (heartfelt—eyes) .. Whispers of tender-hearted scribbles, strawberry—laden joys enveloped in delight: He, poured his delicate thoughts into the pages of a dainty, pastel-colored diary, crafting a whimsical tale of a world.

𓏴  .. 🫐🐩 𓈒᮫ 
He wonder, if you’d play with him in this world making,  where colors  are  brighter, a whisper of  sacrosanct : “He,
@Youngjaep, invites to join him in this whimsical—won't  you embrace?”

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[01/12] .. Transforming tiny diary into treasure trove of endearing : book—sanctuary, heartfelt wonders! 𓇼𐬹.




Yes, just like that. Wonder if I found out that I was dying. I would laugh and tell you that the stars became mine when I looked at them. And that was just a while ago. A while ago, swore that the clogs that I was wearing weren't mine. | SORROW ALREADY SPOILED, AT THE GRAVE OF THE LAST FIRE.




ㅤㅤ symphony of inked reveries:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤan odyssey of words, whispers🧃🌟
ㅤㅤㅤ&. wonder in the boundless realm
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤof the writer’s soul.

ㅤㅤ| beneath the silent tapestry of life,
ㅤㅤ| where voices weave and unravel like
ㅤㅤ| poetry on an endless page.

souls wander through the labyrinth of existence, yearning for the subtle resonance of like minds. amid the echo of dreams and the faint flickers of shared truths. 🤓📚
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ﹙.. ✍🏻🎧ㅤㅤ ⋮ㅤㅤ @sonetih
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“individuals—drawn.”

ㅤㅤㅤㅤjointly by words and
ㅤㅤㅤwonder—trace the same
ㅤㅤpath. a shared whisper forms,
ㅤㅤㅤas  if  inked   by   fate,  in
ㅤㅤㅤㅤfleeting glances. 🫀🎙

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤit's within these serendipitous
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤcrossings that destinies intertwine.


👀🖐🏻 where each meeting becomes a stanza,
each bond a verse, and together they compose
an unwritten narrative that speaks to the heart’s
own story .. 📄🗣


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perched on the window’s edge,
a thought lingered in his mind—one
about his feelings for her
. ♥️

countless times she had wandered back and forth near the window, her thoughts consumed by him, her childhood comrade. uninvited, his likeness overflowing her mind, stirring her longing to be near the one her adored. a thousand times, she had questioned what he felt for her. she often buried those emotions, holding berself back from acting on her desires. “i don’t want any games, just tell me how you feel.”

her heart pounded, but still, she waited, hesitant to move forward.


as if the world spun aimlessly
@mcnju waited faithfully,
uncertain, just hoping to hear the
same feelings reflected back. 𑣿
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"CHAOS REIGNS. BENEATH THE SHATTERED SKYLINE, A ROAR—DEFIANT SCREAM."
A crew forged in fire where strength and grit rule. I long for those who walk with the same relentless fire in their eyes, where every stare is a pact, built on survival and loyalty. I dream of battles fought side by side, silent rage, a bond that never breaks, and loyalty that stands tall, like the cracked concrete beneath the streets.

@Wstzone



The Umbrage Of Night, Enrapturing ..
A DAY STEEPED IN MYSTIQUE. ’90S


A soul awoken as the tenebrosity encroaches, something arcane draws nigh, a disquiet kindled in the heart, @Yuanbinr. In the flicker of an instant, all transmutes thus, a day of such exoticism unfolds. A forbidden locus, once bestowed, now rife with concatenated allocation. Visited by abyssal depths & inquietude. Faced with discernment, all do avert.

Year upon year elapsed, as the mirage assails, growing ever more vehement with its armament. The rarity of a force pilfers and triumphs over all: “the zephyr-howling-shall proclaim to ears words imbued with profound import.” All shall be rendered to motes of dust.


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Might be as tender as a lover’s kiss or as sharp as a traitor’s blade. Hun, what if I sought to become another form of me? A lover’s blade, where poison thrives among pure petals. Blinked and bliss drains away, replaced by the embrace of the love I offer. These Angels murmured that I could leave only a fragment of my heart within this bloody rose—so seek me, the butterfly I’ve become. And if the tune melts away.. Op. 9, Ever Pure: Symphony of Entwined Hearts.

ㅤㅤMeet me where your heart
ㅤㅤ takes—it will lead you to
ㅤㅤ eternal solace!
(@woonyo). 🪷🪽

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Video oldindan ko‘rish uchun mavjud emas
Telegram'da ko‘rish
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I ought, My place was filled in flood “This wasn’t the date.” Until steps sounded more loudly, To nothing and silence. / 14th Of November.

I dotted. (&. @BNARAI.)ㅤㅤㅤㅤ *

Nonetheless—I shouted with the highest decibel I could reach, Interrupted the whole silence. Though the starred message clicked who made a septical sound, Who I easily checked.

Whispers ring by, “I, didn’t understand.
Was it the ring of November?
Or.. I—”


I still linger by, Nobody found me.
The faith in me was dispirited, No other
choice. But he spoke,

“Norva, None we’re found.”


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ㅤㅤㅤㅤTogether with me, @Kyoungbaen. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤLet us unite the fragments like twin peas ㅤㅤㅤㅤin a pod, devotedly.

Beyond my thorax, the full crescent incandesces, casting its gleam on the rosaria like a sculptor's brushstroke on a palimpsest. My dermis, toned and taut, is aglow, bathed in the full moon's ethereal ostentation. Similar to a solemn bitzer howling at the orb of night, I ponder the axiom of my solitude with canines as notched as a shear's rim. Equivalent to a rancher pursuing a medley of daffodils, I favor embracing an array when cultivating new amities. So I am the one who eagerly chases out a folks counterfoil, twinning a fortune seeker on the lookout for top-notch gems. Don't be a snipper snapper, confer your relic-alike breadcrumbs for me to hound. Just take the leap, 'cause I'm carnal for the bond we'll keep.
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𓇼 ִֶָ༝ Enraptured on the tranquil depths of the cerulean sea, a thalassophile mermaid harbored an insatiable yearning for endearing companions to traverse the vast expanse of the world's waters. With a heart as boundless as the ocean itself, she longed for kindred spirits who shared her affinity for the sea's mysteries. As she traversed the undulating currents, she whispered tales of enchantment to the ethereal sea fairies, hoping they would carry her message to distant shores.

𖣒. . MERRIMENT OF THE ODYSSEY.
Each cresting wave echoed her desire, beckoning to those who felt the pull of the briny deep.

She abide in ‘tis chamber and knock on her dwelling @Hiyyiih. She is ready to embark on an odyssey of friendship and exploration across the boundless realm of the ocean. ₊°.༉


ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤInclines On
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSolitary of Shores.


        
            (whatsoever, i adore autumn.) ✤
        with delicate sharp flames, brows of
             saint along venerable shattered.

sacred thou art, from pinnacle to venue; amongst in thy panes of resources and scarlet glass the setting sunlight sees thousandfold her foxiness appearance, @chapth. momentum of dinkum chapter.. ’i plod.

&───8AM: memorializes is apprehend the wild rose-briar, cordiality like the holly-tree: the holly is somber when the rose-briar blooms yet which shall zenith utmost perpetually? sacchariferous in the spring, it’s summer blossoms scent the hymn; yet wait till winter comes again furthermore who wil call the wild-briar fair?

a
gonizing and gladsome, in stately
tranquil pass across thy walls, the
shadow and the phosphorescent
around thy lofty pillars: I seeking
out
.. “upon renowned upcoming.
        


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ㅤ PRECIPICE FOR ASSAULT / INTENT OUGHT
      THE IMPERATIVE PROPRIETY IN SLAUGHT.


Forest floor left me gasping throughout most ludicrous predicament. The capriciousness from fate conspires to thrust me amongst antlered appearance—hapless interloper ’midst stately grace. Henceforth, world around me was struck between brambles flesh; rustle clumsiness fled into epiphany. I chose to renewal my existence & to revel in beatific chaos that life so generously bestows upon us. Herein merely lay tableau most exquisite assemblage of wildflowers sway gently in serendipitous garden that endure delicate alike. What wisdom might these blooms impart upon my soul? Austerity oft resides within impermanence. @Mintoria sooth / Sacred reverence / Death—an inescapable truth lingers at the periphery on our consciousness—haunted me like ghostly wraith.
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STRUGGLING TO WEAVE INTO SOMETHING COHERENT—REAL—UNVEILED. (@GUIINN)

Prophesied. It’s our jasmine. Found beyond the veil, we conquer realms of brilliance. To rise, to weave our existence. Abandon hesitation, bury it—to claim the crown. The clock turns, no glances behind—forward; ascend together and gleam like a boundless horizon. What unfolds you are the brightest omen in a garden of promise. How swiftly you’ve soared, my cherished one. Blossom, the fragrance of victorious blooms. Beyond the pinnacle lies your stage. Not by grasp, but by spirit untarnished. The vision is reality, needing no echoes from others’ tongues.
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‣ .. ⁷⁷⁷ Rapturous Equanimity.
Savoring the ambiance joyfully.

(✧/⁵) II. ── ⚚ Within the obscurity illuminated by labyrinth of scintillating mesmerizing lights, the form undulates to the cadence of the music that reverberates within the mind. Each pulse of the beat that is perceived feels visceral, while the chromatic spotlights conjure the illusion of another realm replete with enchantment.

Amidst the swaying throng, moves with freedom, unburdened by thought. Each droplet of perspiration that moistens the skin is a silent testament to the delight of this night. Amidst the clamor and commotion, she discovers tranquility in the soothing rhythm of the music.


"Come Give Me Some Of Your Love"
Approach me gracefully and let us savor
this exquisite ambiance together;
✶ ╲ .. @Jsisu.


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(THE VOID WITHIN ME I NURTURED,
FOR EMPTY DOES NOT MEAN ALL UNCHAPERONED.)


I am a believer that we belong where love finds us. Amongst countless places in multitudinous regions, I prevail in between soaring skyscrapers, flashy-constructed eateries, crowded intersections, and bustling traffic one can already imagine. Amidst four seasons, I persist under the fervid sun, flanked by never-pleasant pollution, drifting in the current of crowds. Between them all, I, @Susngchan, aspire to remain as a can, a bottle, a pail, a box—any single thing that is empty to be crammed by you, to be replete with what you can share.

I wish to be something ample, whose space is yours to wield with everything you desire. I wish to be the one whom you can run into when the dam within you overflows and you have nowhere to pour everything out. I wish to be something empty so that I can receive what you find on your every morning stroll around the city.
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۶ৎ In the quiet whispers of the enchanted forest, where the moonlight softly dances upon the leaves, I find myself yearning for a kindred spirit to accompany me through this lonely world. The nights have grown long, and the silence, though once a comforting lullaby, now echoes with a hollow emptiness. I dream of a companion, not bound by the chains of time but by the threads of understanding—someone who can easily weave their presence into the tapestry of my life, lasting through the seasons like the ancient oaks that stand tall and unwavering.

"Is it not true?" I muse aloud, my voice barely more than a breath against the night breeze. 


Any kind of relationship would be a blessing—a simple chat to break the stillness or a bond where we share the tales of our days, like leaves exchanged between the trees. @yuanying believes that in sharing stories, whether they're grand adventures or mere snippets of the day’s passing, we could fill the void and brighten the path ahead.


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             quest of the moon
   02.45 secrete the hourglass 🍸 ‧₊˚

the summer alters the fertility of love that was misplaced, putting together the corniche as an empire intensely will spearhead to equity. the downfall apricots and the put forth of the shallow river are like half-light created by the declaration of sacrifice a landmark to friendship.

    “chasing beatitude in a sublime upon
     emprise and entourage the presence
     of what has been ferreted out so far.”

✽ by the unequaled scouts,
@naoia. ♥
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