Sonnet VII [Dwelling In Heavenly Beauty Blessed by Purity of Seraphs] Through Poetry Excerpts: 1780-1815.

Elegance compassion that glows with the blessedness and benevolence of colleen. Portraying pristine soul to be immortalised in the jotted part of fate but through kindness and supplication can be made a delightful bounty. Shimmering in phases of laughter, merrily humming, and only sharing stories that revitalise the euphoria of earthly comforts. Sincere acceptance and enthusiastic commitment that must be maintained as gesture of gratitude. Co-constructing the dream with creation camaraderie. Reaching the apogee of the essence of paradise pleasures promised in spiritual verses. Knitting goodness in the midst fading labyrinth, hoping for a spark that shove enthusiasm. Harmonisation embraces you, @MinjuParrk

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WITH EACH ARROW I CRAFT, I DREAM OF FORGING ALLIANCE THAT SPARKLE LIKE STARLIGHT. (14/03.) 🫀✶

I, the eternal harbinger of love and fondness, find myself on a heartfelt odyssey—not merely to ignite mythical flame, but to seek a kindred spirit, a faithful fellow with whom I can divide the source of pleasure and miracles of amity.

Oh, dear heart, with an forthright spirit and an desirous soul, willing to fondle the sorcery of harmony. If you feel that well-known heave at your heartstrings, know that I am seeking you.

ㅤㅤWILL YOU BE THE HEART I SEEK?
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤXOXO, @XSAKAI.
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ㅤㅤㅤSCENE GIRL OF THE
ㅤㅤㅤBLUE MEDIOCRE HEART ✱

[18-7-29] last night's message : 🪩🧾
you tinctured the phrases of reverie along when you murmured, it is just vines of your overscale siesta and also she met the shades of your silhouette fade away before i disclosed eyes. passionfruits & tin has fallen from coasts, @NaoiqRei even though apart our dispositioned bones, it carried a fair amount of evocation and ardent emotion run through my veins. eternal sunsets will cover us like a stained envelope under the shadows 𓏲 ⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆
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(BROOKLYN, 1739, 22nd OF NY.)
✼ shedding tears in horrible art

radiant⸻night: as the days passed, i became entangled in my own convoluted web—on a night in manhattan when i was bombarded with a kaleidoscope of sensations, both beautiful and horrifying.

my senses, honed to an unprecedented acuity, observed the world with a clarity that nearly mesmerized me, while an insatiable desire for the enticing indigo-blue spheres dominated every waking thought in myself, @Jeeomani!

                  (22/02) the illicit path that
                  maury takes in liaison,
                  daisy posy, october. ✱
                  

      

(Nighttime Establishes A
Frightening Atmosphere..)

      ▕  With eyes— crimson  with an
      ▕  appetite  for  bloodshed  and
      ▕  satisfaction in other people's
      ▕  reservations. (1921/E.G) ⚰

Nevertheless, without comprehending it, the entire room was unoccupied. (&.) Nobody appears as an acquaintance. It's selfishness manifests as an instance of rebellion in the darkeneth heavens. 🪬

      Attempting to reach for the moon,
      discover an appropriate companion.
🩸      ────  ( .. ) "Freedom Awaits."
      MISERABLE.      &.      @TWESAN.

The position wast miserable, and there were few individuals attending. Nonetheless, this period, at which hour the moon is attempting to approach the travelling lamp, presents an opportunity to maketh new acquaintances. Expanding friendships and peering for something to occupy yond vacant headeth. Almost everything impoverished, so i didn't has't the chance. Conversely, this timeth, 'twill beest did accompany by thunderstorms and crimson eyes, indicating eagerness

      

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝙀𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮 𝙄𝙣 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙂𝙞𝙧𝙡


ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ @joeemani ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✧ In a quaint little corner of the world, where cherry blossoms danced gently in the spring breeze, a small café beckoned with its pastel-colored façade. Inside, shelves lined with delicate porcelain animals and twinkling fairy lights created a whimsical atmosphere. At a cozy table, a young girl with pigtail sipped on a frothy pink drink adorned with whipped cream and a sprinkle of glitter. Her laughter, like the soft chime of a bell, filled the air as she shared stories with her friends, each tale more endearing than the last.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤOutside, the sun dipped low, casting a golden glow that painted the scene with warmth. A fluffy kitten curled up on a windowsill, its tiny paws twitching in dreams, perfectly embodying the essence of cuteness. Moments like these filled with innocence, laughter, and a touch of magic-remind us of life’s simple joys, forever captured in a tapestry of sweetness and light.

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ㅤㅤ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝; Once
Upon a Time.

ㅤㅤㅤ     𝘭𝑖𝑡𝑡𝘭𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝘭𝘭    ྀི |ㅤThe Crown
Princess’ Honored

Don't you think someone who lives in abundance, has a magnificent home, and lives surrounded by guard soldiers sounds boring? Or tiresome? The charming girl always alone, living in solitude and the company of books. Drinking tea, reading books, gardening, and so on. She's determined to find a friend.

( 🩰🎀👧🏻♥️ ) .... ♡ Despite her luxurious surroundings and the adoration of her subjects, @wHaewon longed for true friendship. She often found herself feeling isolated and yearning for companionship.

୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧
One day, while wandering through the palace gardens, she stumbled upon a small, injured bird. She carefully nursed the bird back to health, and as they spent time together, a bond formed between them. Therefore, she decided to give it a name as a form of friendship. And the Princess began to learn what it meant to be a friend, even with a bird. So, do you not want to be friends with the figure of a human for her?

Heap of crimson flesh bounded by the demolished house, a cry from parched lips drips down the avalanche: I am rustling, soon will rot; decaying—yet, nauseatingly alive. Revolting bones piling itself along the withered roses, memories will be burned amongst the hellish flame-a fitting punishment for a monster from a bygone era. What are the odds the world will end tomorrow? I spent my days basking in seclusion, and verging on a prayer. Though, sometimes one do seek for a companies behind this agonies. I, @Taesam curled up inside the void, bought a mouthful of hope for both of us to feast.

A handful of dirt, along with hope, could make a grotesque; a shadow behind the dynamite in you.

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(a carriage of the fanfaronade thereon moth-eaten wander ’08/22 by the be adumbrated light penetrate and loosen discrepancy the foliation in attendance an beaver out-of-the-in touching the yonder.)

ㅤ౨ৎ enclosed the converge en masse and a hive of tumult of the incorporated into pigeonhole a corner superseded by measure. unaligned pattern for imitation that embellish the land hungering that emanates be seen at attend regularly dilemma fabricate into being a philharmonic that ensemble receptacle an tin befall discernible by @ojzoa’s tender-hearted. indeterminate the implanted in the arms of the standoffish disregarding palliative half-light. fancy determine among the disinclined to separate from the river valley mountains into a labyrinth of sacramental holy of holies in the midst of blather: “ill-defined concluding and aftermost the commencement of the from dawn to twilight in formerly past tenebrousness cascade in flaming remain luminescent delight on the verge of enlightening the pilgrimage of season.”
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🍸 ; A GENUINE ESCAPE, A SHADOWY REFUGE FROM YOUTHFUL CONFINES:
 
ㅤㅤㅤㅤSuppose I seek solace from
ㅤㅤㅤㅤmy sorrowful existence and
ㅤㅤㅤㅤhaunting reality. [ ✱ ]

Within the scriptum chamber that resonates with light, a quivering harmony, and the ethereal verses inscribed around it. Upon opening my eyes, I discerned that I was ensnared; I discovered myself imprisoned in a decrepit, insignificant chamber suffused with silence in every nook.

As the ocean ebbs and flows, so too is the destiny of those who aspire, supplicate, and wish. The specters that once instilled terror in her spirit now glow like beacons, casting light upon the lost and forsaken souls who have long sought enduring camaraderie. Praise to those who have the courage to lead @MINJI along the rightful path, assisting her in ascending to the stars that emit the most brilliant and radiant light as the night sky embraces her. Standing by her side as she crafts new, cherished, and beautiful memories for her to treasure within her gentle heart.

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CALLOUSLY WOUNDED—Plummeted: Labor &. Strain I Relinquished. (WRITTEN, In-depth.) Hither, anguished contemplation deeply consumed him in quietude. Year-by-year, enswathed in unforeseen emptiness, I lamented. Footpaths, immediately longing for establishing connections, bonds that last forevermore.

Cleaved, Wrought.
　　　　　　　Bestowed with
thousands O’ fortunes:
　　　Ruminating enticement, entirely.
　　　　　　 accompanied by :
　　　　　　　blood—stained
　　　　　 palms [儲存]. 🪬🩸

Triumphant resolve, unfathomable conquests long-awaited exultation. Therewith, prosperous intentions O’ them, determined properly. ‘Neath deep-rooted convenants, I, truly present genuine invitations, manifesting unyielding consangunity between us. Nightmarish remembrances linger continuous melancholy, and therefore, to diminish this reluctance, existence yours is deliberately desired. (SIGNED───As: @Dohxoon to intertwist together henceforth.)

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TRY TO FINISH THE GAME BY EARNING AS MUCH MONEY AS POSSIBLE EVEN THOUGH COINS ARE LIMITED! MEATBALL SIMULATOR

ㅤ 09/24, live streaming started
ㅤ now on YouTube ▶️ what’s up,
ㅤ everyone? today, we’re diving
ㅤ into the world of street food
ㅤ hustle! picture this: you’re
ㅤ running a tiny food cart, serving
ㅤ up delicious meatballs while
ㅤ juggling a line of hungry cust.ㅤ
ㅤ it’s a wild ride orders are flying in,
ㅤ and everyone wants their meal.

ㅤㅤ “were you hungry when you played it?”
🗣 exactly! it feels like I want to play while enjoying the authentic food, I need to start grinding for some cash soon so we can all add to the menu!

I, actually need someone to help me build all the new stuff from scratch, but who would that be? is it someone we’ll meet in this game? what will they look like? I can’t wait to find out! If you want to join me in this new vibe, just jump into @dinji’s roomchat!

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ㅤㅤㅤBristle of Forlorn Chronicles
ㅤㅤㅤHindsight Remained Perennially.

ㅤㅤㅤ▸ ────────────────  :  𖥠

(Written, Venice 2002.) 𖣂 Longing for hoary schemes, ferret about ethereal blast already slipped away beyond conviction. Catastrophes effectuated and scrapes were falling nearly to the terrene— Wrecking into abundance pieces. Lost to mirth wisps but shrink to in depth of solitude. Vespers scrutinized over bereavement heartstring loitered, everything stopped in between— Nothing to gain when black ink poured to jotted down doldrums manuscript.

Woods bridle path seized riposte to all languish occured. Making a mend to tossed dreams, entombed to the ground. Eventually, seeking for souls to patronage intending to abscond out of exile cave where it's only @ShimG and tranquility swathed. Chances upon chapter to schlepped joyous and helped to cure from aching remedy. Midst of elsewhere, leap of faith to be discovered by kindness force and entreat to have genuine bind. 🀦

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The scintillating astir a prolonged garment solemn aids ceaselessly conscience moreover the hassle euphony..


𝑋𝑋𝐼—Henceforth, Beseech Luneire @Wendy. Plumule that shines continuous heavenly gallantness, parenthesis earnest alleviate compelling meadow resentful sward embroidery leisure ceaselessly egalitarianism, amidst prolonged garment that sense emollient. Clemency continuous solely absorbing blossom that is pledged to a hypothetical conscience engaging beyond peace, with a pleasant symphony, exceeding reverie: Excursus triumph, betwixt obscure chamber and alliance desire betrothed allure, moreover exceeding merely altered season amidst an entirely decorated chamber—Solecism (&.) Hushed emphasis. જ
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“ah, dearest one–i whose been intertwined by the beauteous ambience and fragments of roses, yearning–of, us.” – h, a.

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the lady, immersed in the delicate dance of life, passionately tends to my love for roses. as my heart, a garden of emotions, blooms with the vibrant hues of affection. yearning for camaraderie, i extends my hand like a graceful petal, seeking the gentle touch of kindred spirits. in the symphony of existence, she orchestrates a melody of warmth and connection, where each note is a fragrant blossom in the garden of companionship. through the tapestry of time, she weaves threads of shared laughter and whispered secrets, creating a sanctuary where friendships blossom like the most exquisite roses. between her gaze, one finds the reflection of a soul that thrives in the beauty of love and the enchanting allure of endearing connection.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ     ㅤ   ㅤ.   .    .
  

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i, implore you, to
ㅤinclined upon the
@hancni, xoxo. . .

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GLIMPSE OF THE STORY: ABOMINABLE.
(Sepulchral: 1st Phase.)

Drawn by an insatiable hunger for the world's suffocating darkness, he embarked on a journey through an abyss of secrets.


│ The searing heat invaded,
│ dragging fragmented horrors from
│ the void where they had rotted.
│ Each flicker was an excruciating wound,
│ tearing open visions long consumed by
│ the abyss, grotesque and famished,
│ clawing their way back from
│ the depths of damnation.

He yearned to plunge into that dark sphere, the relentless search in a pitiless world devoid of light.
The allure of solace led him to forsake his native realm, surrendering to the realm of t.iss.one/heeseunge, where eternal anguish reigned and centuries of torment had etched their mark.

GRAVESHADOWS: Realm of The Forsaken.

Amid the decayed husks of countless forsaken lives, only the cruel tenacity of our own bleak wisdom and harrowing ambitions exposes a merciless fixation on deciphering another’s core and waging a relentless struggle against it.

︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ (07/11) “dove of paradise
and everything nice.”

remember how we used to pick flowers from the bushes that we passed by when we had that picnic back in our hometown, where everything was given to us directly by the elders—don’t you miss that?

well i, @ahyieon, do. so here i am back where we started, back where everything was wholehearted. it is your decision to make, whether to join me in our lane: back home, or to stay where you are and risk losing the fun moments we can have, here—in the city of peace.

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ㅤㅤㅤ painstakingly appendix
ㅤㅤㅤ penned down, eupeptic.
ㅤㅤㅤ rose-colored glasses
ㅤㅤㅤ heaved towards tiny-figure! 🧷♡

ㅤㅤㅤ lovesome hamster   
ㅤㅤㅤ  ୨୧    selected me!
ㅤㅤㅤ delirium ode arrayed
ㅤㅤㅤ enticement forsooth.

bumping to picturesque euphonious carried palms congested by genuine kismet to unveil mesmeric manacles between apotheosis. tidings pop-up suddenly to enlace chaste comradeship while swirled within rosy ink to flaunt how delightful for idle away psychedelic realm! 🪽^᪲᪲᪲ vows sealed to solely relished moment in tandem alongside feline winked. endearing lines composed while snoopy leaped around to unlatch turnstile leads to everlasting jouissance— 𓂂 ׁ ‧ ♪ toothsome jelly bean remained safe inside jar of happiness. possessed by merriment and surely be all time best-loved.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ  revelry winds thwarted! 🐈‍⬛️♥️
ㅤㅤ heartfelt beam twinkled inside of
ㅤㅤ pocket: @heeseunu forged eden to
ㅤㅤ allow you dwell inside precious billet
ㅤㅤ of mine. nevermore to shilly-shally
ㅤㅤ and with love acceded towards your
ㅤㅤ billet-doux. (:‌‌:‌‌:‌‌[‌‌:♡:]‌‌:‌‌:‌‌:‌‌)
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ㅤㅤ🧺ৎ tart and sweet: ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“these emblems of the season. evoking youthful fantasies and sunday serenity” 𔘓 ۫ ⊹

.. ౨ৎ this seamless fusion of adolescent dreams and tranquil moments emerges effortlessly from the break of dawn. 𓂃𖹭

(12/4).. Each sunrise brings the assurance of new escapades and reflective calm, 𓇼𓂃 ࣪ ִִֶ weaving a harmonious tapestry that epitomizes the fleeting magic of summer.🥥 🕊𑁤

ㅤㅤㅤ₊ ׄ 𖢷 the blend of vibrant ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ｜tanginess and gentle
ㅤㅤㅤ｜sweetness mirrors 𓈒 ଓ 𝅄  ۫

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ t.iss.one/hyanni ઇઉ ₊ ..

‿ ۫ capturing the very essence of these ephemeral days. ּ 💭 ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹

ઇઉ .. dawn's early light a symphony of experiences unfolds embodying the unique allure and delicate beauty of the season..

    
PAGES II: CLOSING THE SITUASION AND LOOKING BONFIRE AURA'S DESOLATION.

Phantasm, 95. The windows of household be closing, because see encheanting woman. Much lightning in darkness backroom with her elegance manufacture advantage. Complete appearance fastened amidst underrated delicacy.

         (Uncertainly Prosperous) Alongside
          in front of a @Yunabh box, which is
           daydreaming alone fronting at flowers.  
          
Moreover announce, I ambience enough better realize consideration higher. Become and expressed imagination of matter. Actually fronting progressing through landing on roomchat. Maybe anecdote sweetness canticle similiar with rhythm. An aforemention discussion will expressing, hard meaningfull.
    

I long for the warmth of a touch, the presence of a humankind by my side. The ache of this solitude leaves me yearning for what once was, for the moments that seem to have slipped through my fingers like sand. Can I ever feel that again? Here I sit, silent and alone, as dreams swirl and pile up in my mind, each one more real than the last, yet all out of reach. My heart aches as I stretch out my hand, with hope, desperately pleading for someone to grasp it with the warmth and gentle heart I so deeply crave.