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ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 🎈 ݁˖ pop the balloons:
ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎      ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎festivities of evon lee!

ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎   ♪  ‌‎ ‎͙⋆ 𓂃 #EvonPoppinInto18th.

ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎    ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎exhilaration dwelled to mirages,
ㅤ‎ ‎    ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎arcade commenced in a revelry.
ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎⏔⏔⏔⏔⏔⏔⏔  𖹭  ⏔⏔⏔⏔⏔⏔⏔

⊹ · — ͟͞͞   pinpointing to joie de vivre prowess while everlasting exuberant intertwined amidst eighteenfolds sprinklers. tapping to blissful joy while brimming memories after confetti fell down to fairground. ִֶָ. .. lovesome frame game commenced after vivacious pleasures. adjacent to the button of joy, splashy adventure begins! * ⟡ ᣟ
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   /\___/\      let's whoop in #SanBerryFestival!
  ꒰ ˶• ༝ - ˶꒱     ..             𝅄      ꒰♡꒱ 𝆬  ˙⊹ 🍓💭
  ./づ~♡︎  the sugar-scent gathers, crushed in
  graham crumbs. those ruby fruits sliced as
  it waited to get bite. round dessert turning
  sugar into delightful summer festival, within
  sweet-sour of strawberries' bleed.
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𖤓.. an invitation carried by the summer tide, where sisters become one: welcome to the pearce costa. ꪆᰰ

we find ourselves searching, a presence for women who carry warmth like summer light. as if calling out to those who long for a place to belong, where joy lingers in every shared moment.

         ❛ WE! OPEN! THE GATE! ❜
          we follow the sun to find:

     𓇼 la primogenita “eldest”
          1990-1999・the autorità dolce.
     𓇼 la mezzana “middle”
          2000-2005・the equilibrio.
     𓇼 la píu giovane “youngest”
          2006-2009・the luce viva.

salve! with my excitement crashing like summer waves, i, “name @.username,” am so ready to fill the space of “muse (line muse)”. i’ve been waiting right here at the shoreline, with the sand tickling my feet. grazie.

we await your arrival, as a home has been holding its breath. send your excitement to our bot @pearcesbot. there is a place here already shaped: written in the sand. we are ready to welcome you into something that feels like belonging.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ|  THREEUMPH O' ZB1ㅤㅤ
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𓆤。Clad in soft papers of hue
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎remained bound by the snap of
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ th’ polaroid_page by th' cambook.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Turn the bookmark upon July 10th,
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ & let another page begin with us.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ #The3rdPageOfZB1 📖

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWALTZ THE YARN OF TUNES,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  JULY's RECORD:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ     #WhyNotDanceWithJulyz?

ㅤ'𒀭 Pixelated reminiscent between years of growth, each phase tailored by strands of frolicsome melody as heartbeat echoed across the room & the breath gradually leaping— eating away their body but who cares? Their soul abide inwards each move... 🎶🎵

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