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ᅠ𝕳armonious choir is scrutinized by affableᅠeyes ; intense, irisless twilight sketches theᅠ𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 crown. coquettish hand brushes theᅠspot where the elbow will rest, getting closer ..
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a sidelong glance;
not unfriendly but
not welcoming
either. it may have
been brief, but the
melted gold that
reflects in his eyes
were ... indifferent.
memokeeper.
memokeeper.
as beautiful
as a rose,
yet a thorn to
the perpetual
dream.
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ᅠ❪ 𝔒ffered palm is captured by hers, entangled by thousand unseen threads. like vines, fragile, creeping along. ❫ people tend to never want to 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞. so 𝕾ELFISH, so afraid ..
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[ He raised his gloved up and presented it to her. ]
I prefer not to have anyone sifting through my memories. However, you and I aren't strangers and you've met me as a whole and fragmented.
I have no reason to keep you out.
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ᅠ𝕸irage — like figure distorts the oniric horizon ; a familiar shape ; the memokeeper. appearedᅠpon the stool across his table. ᅠ—— ❝ here is someone iᅠwould never have seen 𝐀LONE . ❞ ˑ༄ؘ
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ᅠ𝑜ℎ 𝑚𝑦 .. your blessing are rare . will you letᅠme swim through the petals . or will youᅠconsume me throughᅠthe blades you haveᅠ𝖂OVEN .ᐣ give me your hand .
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ᅠ𝕴mmediately, rememberance hands spring into action, getting to work ; crushed ice &&̲ pierced lemon .ᐟ memokeeper ’s elbows rest heavily pon the wood , captures that smile with a carefree glimpse.
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Waiting patiently for a response from the bartender while the fiery motorist was looking at her through his shades.
Until he hears the request for the drink, he shows a soft smile towards her.
❝ Sure, I’ll take that. ❞
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" To have your eyes' attention is to win, yet... "
His hand nears the cup she had just filled, smiling as if asking permission to take it from her. His golden eyes meet hers, a smirk spreading across his face.
" I can't help but feel the need to seek out more ~ "
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