ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤdelicate syllables . .
ㅤ. . the wind drifts, slicing hush within the room﹙lost in thought &
drowned in melody﹚it carries a dusky grace: 📄🎆 the woman—just as lovely as the word poetry.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⁺ . ink-jilin . . no one understands the feeling.
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02/14 ⤿ in the hush of night, only the moon glows:ㅤon the balcony, a womanㅤㅤlingers—letting herself sink into the dark,ㅤㅤwrapped in the quiet. ✉️🖋ㅤ
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