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After four years full of challenges and hard work, it's time to move on.
I leave with the feeling that the mission is complete. 4 seasons, 3 championships.
I will never forget the love I received from the fans from my very first days.
Catalonia is my place on earth.
Thank you to everyone I met along the way during these beautiful four years.
A special thank you to President Laporta for giving me the chance to live the most incredible chapter of my career.
Barça is back where it belongs.
Visca el Barça. Visca Catalunya 💙❤️
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@hah_gimanaa @akinde_hafiz @TheeDarkCircle It’s actually an Asian Water Monitor. Closely related to the Komodo Dragon through the Varanidae family but is a different species. They’re the second largest lizards after the Komodo Dragon though
Cleopatra
The world paused when my eyes found you.
You struck me like a supernova
heels on, halo tilted just enough to cause trouble.
Power. Grace. Femininity. Allure.
Divinity itself
with a PhD in mesmerism
and a minor in being dangerously irresistible.
Wild. Edgy. Untamed.
Hot enough to make the sun blush,
clock out early, and beg for shade.
A walking eruption
turning deserts into oceans with a single glance.
I haven’t been this captivated since my JHS crush
but I’m no child now,
and I don’t usually care enough to try this hard.
Yet one look at you, and I see it
us rewriting history on magic carpets,
dream-soaked nights and golden days.
Distance? Irrelevant.
A thousand miles; I’d cross it laughing.
A million oceans; I’d split them open,
moonwalk the seabed,
and still have strength left to carry you home.
For you, three hundred Spartans wouldn’t fight
they’d surrender,
form a fan club,
and compete to hold your bags.
Arthur’s knights?
They’d abandon their legends,
because I’ve got plans that would shake the Round Table to splinters.
And if they complained
I’d burn the castle just to keep you warm.
They’d need new gods to tell our story.
Even Scheherazade would run out of nights
because what we’d write
would make her tales sound like whispers.
Not just empires
I’d storm the heavens themselves.
Take thunder from the sky,
bend oceans to my will,
and place lightning in your hands like a promise.
Galaxies wouldn’t be enough.
I’d conquer stars, rename the universe,
and build new worlds
just to echo your name.
I’d challenge time itself
hold it still mid-breath
if you asked for five more minutes.
Because nothing
not darkness, not destiny, not the weight of existence
stands in the way
of your smile.
You’re not a queen.
You’re the reason queens exist.
And me?
I’m the madman
ready to burn every throne
just to watch you dance in the ashes.
~Efo S