On this day, February 8, 2025, the moon shines brightly above, as if guiding us toward a place we call paradise. With that, @byPerchance officially comes to a close. Thank you for all the beautiful memories.
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♫ Amidst the silence, a question was
thrown. 𝑊𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ
𝑚𝑒? I asked. The words lingered in
the air, like a vow yet to be realized.. ⟡
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── ✧ ˙⏱️ ̟ !!
Time slips by, while the soft rhythm of
our heartbeats adorns the silence. I
watch as a bud, once closed, slowly
opens to embrace the warmth of the
sun. Is it time, at last?
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᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ .. The chime of bells and the
sweet serenade of birds coax the roses
and tulips into a graceful sway, as a
gentle breeze stirs, carrying away the
remnants of tender memories. The truth
has been told—yet, can we make it last?
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I stood amidst a bed of flowers, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝
𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞. The petals that
surrounded me were my unspoken
confession, bold enough to reveal the
words I had long kept hidden. 🦢
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🖇️ : 𝗐𝗐𝗐.𝖻𝗒𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾.𝖼𝗈𝗆 ⌕ . . .
Have you ever wondered if those alluring
blooms conceal a thousand truths that
are yet to unfold? Or if those delicate
clouds above are privy to them all, softly
murmuring to the heavens?
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