Forwarded from ILLIT VENTURE.
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ㅤ ㅤㅤ RESONANCE ØF P!NK MACHINES.
Every distant clang and every mechanical hum
¡S not just a call, but a testimony that the universe continues to move, pushing—bipbip! 💖🪩 HEY, ILLIT! INTO Æ NEW CHAPTER. #2411
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ㅤ ㅤㅤ RESONANCE ØF P!NK MACHINES.
Every distant clang and every mechanical hum
¡S not just a call, but a testimony that the universe continues to move, pushing—bipbip! 💖🪩 HEY, ILLIT! INTO Æ NEW CHAPTER. #2411
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Forwarded from RISE & REALIZE: RIIZE #2Wishes4Wonbin.
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ㅤㅤAn otter frolics around the spacious sky,
ㅤㅤjoyful rhythms overflowing in his heart.
ㅤㅤNovember 25, mostㅤㅤ🦦ㅤ
ㅤㅤsplendid river splash.ㅤㅤㅤ ビーバー!
ㅤ Motions as graceful as an otter diving into
ㅤ the marine vastness, dancing exquisitely
ㅤ without drifting reflections, using the tides
ㅤ as a guide for the cadence of movement.
ㅤㅤAn otter frolics around the spacious sky,
ㅤㅤjoyful rhythms overflowing in his heart.
ㅤㅤNovember 25, mostㅤㅤ🦦ㅤ
ㅤㅤsplendid river splash.ㅤㅤㅤ ビーバー!
ㅤ Motions as graceful as an otter diving into
ㅤ the marine vastness, dancing exquisitely
ㅤ without drifting reflections, using the tides
ㅤ as a guide for the cadence of movement.
Forwarded from CHAEYEON ETHEREAL.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❋•⊱..
(𝘚𝘌𝘙𝘈𝘗𝘏𝘐𝘊 𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘕𝘌𝘚𝘚) 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗢𝗗𝗘 𝗨𝗣𝗢𝗡 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗘𝗙𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘.
𝘈𝘕 𝘌𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘓 𝘗𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘈 𝘞𝘏𝘖𝘚𝘌 𝘙𝘌𝘚𝘐𝘋𝘌𝘚 𝘐𝘕 𝘓𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘙𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕 ──────────────────
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𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞,
𝑀𝑦𝑡ℎ 𝑂𝑓 𝐷𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟.
Curtain of sweet-toned tunes eternally arouse. ‘Twas permitting eternal placidness to embrace an olympian timelessness. Oh, there! Those miracles begin to blossom. From womb of silent quietness, flower-buds, come to stir the bonds whose have held captive all-night. Canorous euphony whose pierced dimensions, placing all souls still in idyllic silhouettes to move towards the luminescence and pure brightness. Flower-head stand to become messengers whose scatter seeds of blitheness to all corners touched by unending sacredness.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❋•⊱..
(𝘚𝘌𝘙𝘈𝘗𝘏𝘐𝘊 𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘕𝘌𝘚𝘚) 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗢𝗗𝗘 𝗨𝗣𝗢𝗡 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗘𝗙𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘.
𝘈𝘕 𝘌𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘓 𝘗𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘈 𝘞𝘏𝘖𝘚𝘌 𝘙𝘌𝘚𝘐𝘋𝘌𝘚 𝘐𝘕 𝘓𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘙𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕 ──────────────────
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𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞,
𝑀𝑦𝑡ℎ 𝑂𝑓 𝐷𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟.
Curtain of sweet-toned tunes eternally arouse. ‘Twas permitting eternal placidness to embrace an olympian timelessness. Oh, there! Those miracles begin to blossom. From womb of silent quietness, flower-buds, come to stir the bonds whose have held captive all-night. Canorous euphony whose pierced dimensions, placing all souls still in idyllic silhouettes to move towards the luminescence and pure brightness. Flower-head stand to become messengers whose scatter seeds of blitheness to all corners touched by unending sacredness.
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