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buss. ✦ dancing underneath mirrored moonlight

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[phone]

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Let's on fire 🔥
#ladyboy_riyadh
#ladyboy_saudi

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#ladyboy_riyadh
#ladyboy_saudi ,,,…

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[phone]

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#ladyboy_riyadh
#ladyboy_saudi ,,,…

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#test2547

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sdfwefw

[⛆ 🌧️ ⛆ @spooky_nature]

rain is just so pretty 🌧️

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sgewg

[𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒 @purelivn]

just a little soft life

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just a little soft life

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An old piano stood beneath a sheet of white fabric. When I lifted it, dust rose into the air like pale smoke. The keys were silent, but somehow the room still felt full of music.

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The chandelier flickered above a table covered in handwritten pages. Some were poems, some were lists, and others were only unfinished sentences. I liked those unfinished words most because they left room for imagination.

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@mcodiste A velvet chair sat beside the window overlooking a sleeping village. Someone had embroidered tiny flowers along its edges long ago. I wondered what kind of person had once sat there and watched the same horizon.

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@mcodiste There was something beautiful about a room that had stopped expecting visitors. The flowers had dried inside their vase, the books had gathered dust, and the clock had stopped at 4:17. Still, the sunlight came through every morning.

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The painting above the fireplace showed a girl standing beneath a silver sky. Her expression was soft enough to make the room feel strangely lonely. Sometimes I wondered whether paintings remembered the people who stared at them.

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There was a garden hidden behind the old manor, tangled with ivy and white roses. A narrow stone path disappeared beneath the leaves as if the earth had decided to keep its secrets. I followed it anyway, hoping to find something I could never name.

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agree

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An old bench stood beneath a flowering tree. Petals covered the seat. I sat there anyway.

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The curtains moved gently in the morning breeze. Sunlight touched the walls. For once, I did not feel the need to hurry.