ㅤ
(Alluring Adoscelent Lassies,
Entire Subsequential Segment).
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(x). ㅤㅤ
“Fractured Lustre (&.) Vesture
Ensnared Intrigue–Formidable
Fathomless Endearment Entire.”
ㅤ12//..⅋, ( Luminous Unbound, 3rd )
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The faintness of the voice was pitiable and dreadful. It was not the faintness of physical weakness, though confinement and hard fare no doubt had their part in it. Its deplorable peculiarity was, that it was the faintness of solitude and disuse. It was like the last feeble echo of a sound made long and long ago.
──────────── ㅤㅤ(&) .. ㅤ“Space”
Luminescent Dusk, Her Presence
Entelopes In a Glamorous the Fragrance
In The Stirred a Sence of Surrounding
(⅋.)
So entirely had it lost the life and resonance of the human voice, that it affected the senses like a once beautiful colour faded away into a poor weak stain. So sunken and suppressed it was, that it was like a voice underground. So expressive it was, of a hopeless and lost creature, that a famished traveller, wearied out by lonely wandering in a wilderness, would have remembered home and friends in such a tone before lying down to die.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Sincerely Inked
&.18 Nov 87.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ──────────
(Alluring Adoscelent Lassies,
Entire Subsequential Segment).
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(x). ㅤㅤ
“Fractured Lustre (&.) Vesture
Ensnared Intrigue–Formidable
Fathomless Endearment Entire.”
ㅤ12//..⅋, ( Luminous Unbound, 3rd )
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The faintness of the voice was pitiable and dreadful. It was not the faintness of physical weakness, though confinement and hard fare no doubt had their part in it. Its deplorable peculiarity was, that it was the faintness of solitude and disuse. It was like the last feeble echo of a sound made long and long ago.
──────────── ㅤㅤ(&) .. ㅤ“Space”
Luminescent Dusk, Her Presence
Entelopes In a Glamorous the Fragrance
In The Stirred a Sence of Surrounding
(⅋.)
So entirely had it lost the life and resonance of the human voice, that it affected the senses like a once beautiful colour faded away into a poor weak stain. So sunken and suppressed it was, that it was like a voice underground. So expressive it was, of a hopeless and lost creature, that a famished traveller, wearied out by lonely wandering in a wilderness, would have remembered home and friends in such a tone before lying down to die.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Sincerely Inked
&.18 Nov 87.
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