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#HOMEY ft @TWIBFESS.
Home was the first poem that bore-in-mind, chiseled within the most serene yet heartwarming cavities of our memory. Allegorized to a ship that wabbled and finally found a harbor to stop, we finally meet you, @TheHeike. None amount of storms can shatter our wholehearted desire for staying. Thence, we intend to stay whilst carving tales as part of each breath we will breathe hereafter and beyond. 🏠🤎
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#HOMEY ft @TWIBFESS.
Home was the first poem that bore-in-mind, chiseled within the most serene yet heartwarming cavities of our memory. Allegorized to a ship that wabbled and finally found a harbor to stop, we finally meet you, @TheHeike. None amount of storms can shatter our wholehearted desire for staying. Thence, we intend to stay whilst carving tales as part of each breath we will breathe hereafter and beyond. 🏠🤎
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Forwarded from The Reiss Household: Historical League.
A spontaneous night walk turned into one of the warmest evenings spent with friends who feel like home. We strolled along city sidewalks alive with late-night energy, laughter blending with the sounds of passing bikes. We're busy with our own world. Montgolfier’s Stella with her random stories, Heishi’s Anxin who’s calm but full of quiet jokes, Hawkeye’s Sarang whose energy never runs out, Clyborne’s Juhoon who always finds a way to make everyone laugh, Luthien’s Kasia who stopped for a while just to look at the sky, Delmeist’s Gyuvin with his perfect timing for every comment, Crowther’s Rora who stayed the calmest yet the most unforgettable, Clyborne’s Martin, Scarvaine’s Seonghyeon, Reiss’ Seonghyeon and Reiss’ Geonho who busy exchanging silly dad-jokes. With no destination or agenda, we wandered wherever our feet took us—stopping at a small minimarket under dim yellow streetlights. The humid air felt strangely comforting. It was one of those nights that linger in memory, not for where we went, but for the company we kept.
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