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ㅤREWRITTEN BLACK ON WHITE,
ㅤ(THROUGHOUT THE STUDIO)ㅤ𝜗:𝜚 1706
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ㅤㅤSHEPHERD FLYING INTO THE BYPAST:
ㅤㅤTHE ﹏ WRITTEN ﹏ TONE,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤJOELLO CHIRAD

ㅤ2000 "MELODY" : Give up. Surrendering to the past can no longer be avoided. Even though the eyes are looking forward, occasionally the neck looks back. Peeking at what cannot be achieved again even for once. Regret is clear. The cage that binds the soul does not seem to allow the self to be free. Everything is written down on paper. Spreading teachings in the field of singing, able to bless the sense of hearing that catches.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(🎻🎼)
ㅤㅤWithout ego, slowly many young people
ㅤㅤare following in his footsteps. Until an
ㅤㅤunexpected event─────came occurs.

It happened so fast, my mind can't process it. The content is just fighting, fussing over trivial things. They still don't know anything. This is not the best way out that they should take. Teenage egoism takes over common sense. Everything fell apart in seconds. Reviving past trauma, when a big fight occurred behind school. Stupidly, those bitter memories made him unable to do anything. His body was limp as if he had no bones.

ㅤWhat kind of situation is this? JOELLO limply
ㅤon the floor as the steps went away.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ He really wanted to say sorry,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤthe feeling of guilt really took over.

ㅤㅤSERIES OF NOTES HE CREATESㅤ│ Vol. 18
Can truly fly through time, go through it
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ GO HEAL MYSELF FIRST.
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