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CRIMSOM EMBERS ๏ฝฅโโ cascade like celestial petals, aureate fragments drift through the midnight air, and luminous trails dissolve into nothingness before they can be grasped.โ
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#๐๐ฆ๐ต๐ด๐ถ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ฃ๐ชโ ๏ธณ๐ฏ. when nothing remains to be held, yet everything remains to be remembered.
โ เญงโ perhaps that is the enchantment of
fireworks.โ โ
sublime tragedy of beauty destined to disappear. ๐ฆข
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resplendent, untarnished, and infinitely alive beneath the veil of remembrance. โฆ..
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memory as a passageway, acorridor where what has vanished can briefly return, brighter than it ever was.โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ
gratitude assumes a break almost too immense for language to containโฏแฆ:
entrust to
@rjakeh that made every scattered fragment summoned from obscurity into something
resplendent
. also, for the one who transmuting the ineffable into eloquence,
@iyeonjun, as this ephemeral radiance suspended within prose as though each sparks had been persuaded to defy its ordained disappearance.
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alongside, heartfelt appreciation drifts toward the team of @TXTPROJECT:
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@ReverieOfAmity,
@Sooreviel,
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@YJFluence,
@Beomquesters,
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@Tyunthera and
@Ningrounds.
each becoming an unseen keeper of the journey, lending their own radiance to a tale that could scarcely have bloomed in solitude โฑ sometime, an invisible thread without guide might never have found its way into the night, therefore,
@TXTProjectbot is an assistant to illuminate your dark path. ๐
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