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LOVE ... / OH! THAT WAS ALMOST REAL.
Are you acquainted with its complexities?
I Behold. "Your Mere Presence Has Spoken."

ㅤㅤㅤ@YEBOILELO: EACH ITEM COMMANDS
ㅤㅤㅤApparently,   the  weather   have  shifted
ㅤㅤㅤMind veiled clouds, searching for clarity
ㅤㅤㅤIt   was  unreasonable,  contrary  to  how
ㅤㅤㅤthings should  have been.  "Was it Fate?"
ㅤㅤㅤDrawing nearer to where your eyes gaze.

ㅤㅤㅤ (I.) PRICES OF TREASURES WITHIN
ㅤㅤㅤ INRUSH FEE ◍ ADDITIONAL REQUEST

ㅤㅤㅤ (II.) ARRANGE    YOUR   PURCHASE
ㅤㅤㅤ FORMAT CUSTOM    ◍    READY-MADE

Stillness harbors old fissures, dimmed but taut with memory. Restless filament coils above, tracing margins, casting thin veils that cling. During our collision, the atmosphere hums, subtle pull, gentle fracture, and intimacy sharpened by restraint.

EDGES THAT ALMOST TOUCH.
Neither storm nor calm, neither distant nor near, ache of weightless longing surfaces remind us.
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