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A STEADY 4/4: KEYED IN ELEVEN. ᦾ Where the dawn hums its overture to the waking sky and the night’s final chord holds its breath in reverence, they cast their glow upon the magnum opus of WOOZI’s rouge-scripted natal verse. Soft winds lift the edges of a lingering melody, and every heartbeat in the world falls into cue.

The wind stirs like a violin bow against the quiet morning, calling out to the brightest ember in the orchestra of stars. The Maestro bound to a canvas of resonant scarlet, drawing him closer. Emberlight turns to ovation as the tide of the 𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒚-𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝑵𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 arrives, carrying the cadence of devotion that rises with the day of a mastermind. Red is the color of embers that refuse to dim and thus the heavens dress themselves in its shade, for today marks the advent of one who commands by a touch.

LEE JIHOON, may every measure of your year be lined with brilliance: may your melodies remain warm, and your heart ever–steadfast.

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