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◞ ྀིDay yields to night as mirth once bright softens into a contemplative hush; veiled by a courteous smile the hours move like spectral echoes repeating &.ꪆৎ still as though time wanders without a guiding hand feet press on, then ‘Sunday Morning’ steals in quietly dawn touches the world with pale fingers offering no vow:

ㅤ۫ ㅤ⎾꯭፝I, (muse’s your full name, @username) stand in full belief that our arrival will quake the world itself, ILLUV! 

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Only presence the world though not remade stands clearer ఇ within that gentle silence a calm arises just enough to make the day worth living again. ദ്ദി .. @IILLUV’s hearted.
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#.ILLITOnSundayMorning