The Other Side of the Door
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γ€Ž π—˜π—§π—›π—˜π—₯π—˜π—”π—Ÿ β₯︎ 珍贡 : 』 ( πŸ‚± .. ) Reminiscent of strawberry reach from these pages, that adequate amount of ethereal and sweetness smoothly makes you warmhearted when you see it. The angelic lady inside the pages is @ArcherShoot β”ˆβ”€β”ˆ
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β™‘.. bestest memories

γ…€   beautiful memories with the people
γ…€   I love the most, I will always remember
γ…€   them in my noggin & hold them close
γ…€   to my heart.
The Other Side of the Door pinned Β«β™‘.. bestest memories γ…€   beautiful memories with the people γ…€   I love the most, I will always remember γ…€   them in my noggin & hold them close γ…€   to my heart.Β»
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Channel name was changed to Β«The Other Side of the DoorΒ»
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❨ calming-atmosphere ❩ㅀ▸
circled the warm autumn air of the house, the falling leaves caught my attention when they stopped at the white curtains in the corner of the house.

ηΎŽδΈ½ηš„ | β€’ movimento
rochie frumoasa

γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€turning on music in
γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€the 90's becomes exotic
γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€nostalgia, the black plate
γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€spins like the wheel of life.

bunch of flowers looks wilted and brittle, give it a chance by tying a ribbon at the end of its old stem.

✒ .. β€œreading books is the main thing” every stanza dress i am stunned by the author. the short knitting hasn't been finished since the day after tomorrow.
considering that soon the time you have been waiting for will arrive, hurry up to get a more beautiful knitted dress.
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γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€
▏living in the name of love, for whatever my heart
▏deeply loves. until all the stories are finished in one
▏night, and in the cold light these feet are running. the
▏longer the time, the dust penetrates the light to know
▏your name.

           𓍯𓂃𓏧♑

. . .   this is not a place, i tried to hide your name   . . .  
               i breathe for you, I am still alive though
      sometimes the birds talk about who you love.


β—œflowers always bloom, leaves fall. your stories flow
and the ground breaks. light is everywhere, dust can
penetrate it to know your name.
and everything ends,
when your name is shouted
to the empty silence. β—ž
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