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Autumn Noelle Sep 25
Essential midnight dusted in an April chorus
Blue girls bittersweet wandering
Unsayable thoughts and lamplit rivers
Mindless roaming beyond memories of warm days
Sweet worries seen through bitter eyes
Withering in a moonless paradise
Undeserved karma
Describe the taste of a dreadful hold
Kara Shirlene Aug 25
As I sit across from you, lost in conversation and coffee
I get an unexpected feeling.
But oh, how my soul knew.
In the middle of spring, and without any warning
Sunlight rushes through.

But outside it was raining.
I was pleasantly confused.

So days and weeks I float through.
And on an ordinary Wednesday,
Lost again in conversation and coffee.
I realized... the Sunlight I feel is you.
©KSS 4/2018
Roro Aug 27
I orchestrate your violent butterflies
Fluttering and morphing into bees with big eyes
"Honey shed your chitin and be mine"
Your guardian angel and savior so divine

The strings of your heart as my violin
My grand concerto hypnotized you to sin
Made me your deity, my boat your place of worship
I welcomed your unholiness aboard my precious ship

Sailed through the clouds and into the stars
Set off on a light-speed expedition to Mars
When we returned to wander the Earth's seas
I found myself a slave to all your pleas

Mistress of this vessel yet so caged and lonely
When did I feed you so much power over me?
She was mine but I didn’t recognize
Tainted and defiled because of my lies

Her body and sails were painted red and blue
To much better suit and satisfy you
Irreverence to your deity, desecration to my shrine
I could only watch while you took all that was mine

A glimpse of land and gardens so close
Sparked a flame of hope in my life of shadows
I sprouted wings and the sun began beaming
Lighting up the rocks where waves were crashing

I raised her sails with one final goal
To free myself and take back my control
With cold confidence, I steadied my helm, directed my bow
Crashed her down like Dawson to Davy in the depths below.
Being worshipped and adored isn't always fun, especially when you feel responsible and in control of a relationship. Despite having that power and control, you're helpless and catering to every need of this obsessed person you now pity and despise. It takes strength and courage to accept when it's time to break it off and let them go. Pick YOU
P.S. Montague Dawson was a maritime painter and Davy references Davy Jones [locker] :)
*Read "shipwreck for the outro/part 2"*
Summer Aug 12
Flashes of silvery scales
that formed an endless chalky chain,
casting back my jarring image,
distorted by the watery current of life;
my mouth opened and closed,
my eyes lost in a daze;
the unblinking eyes of the milkfish
as they stared deep into the void
mirrored back to me
like moon to the lake
I mused to myself
whether
the milkfish knew they were
forever swimming in circles;
and they mused to themselves
if
the humans knew they were
forever walking in circles.
This is something that occurred to me when I visited an aquarium some weeks ago. Oh, and can you spot the shape of a fish here haha, I tried :)
Jennifer Jul 7
i dream of a sunday
morning when all is
quiet
and the duvet
smells of
spring air
you’re breathing softly
near my ear
and i can smell
the sweetness of your
sweat and your hair
i can see the
steam
rising from
our teacups
you groan and
twitch softly as you
dream
we swayed slowly
in the kitchen last night
and you whispered
i love you
in my ear as we
slept
i’ll never forget
  i’ll never forget
i’ll never forget
i love you too
you're just like that moon
distant as ****
an adventure of you and I
in the back of a truck,
remind of that feeling
surrounding my light
foreshadowing knight dreaming
in the silence of night,
I sleep then I ask why?
affection fills up the room,
oh my heart,
within hand's reach
I feel god
for a moment
I doubt not!
in an instant
longing something eternal
a tide pulls you away &
a wave splits us apart
sun is smiling,
face is shining,
am I drowning or am I flying?
layers of cotton candy
encircled in deep sleep
wake up with the same name
same force in the same plane
same sword
lets meet halfway
together we'll end this cycle,
forever we'll say goodbye
next stop?
jump on the train
new start?
i'll be your day
reach out
to heaven's gate
too late?
un-curse your fate
spaced out?
like death is near,
still here,
aren't you my dear?
the silence of night shot me
I sleep then i ask"why?"
take away the mystery &
the gift you destroy...
Godlink Jun 22
I'm slowly going c̴̨͈͓̖̿̀̎̊͂̒̄̽̒͝r̵̤͍͖̦̞̦̙̱͑̾̿́̃̎̊̎́͘͠ͅą̶̛̠̝̲̤̗̤̓̄͐̔̌̈́́̎̋̕̕ͅz̸̉̍̚­̗̹̫͇̝̤̦̖̺̲̂̋͐̈́̊͊̋̇̅͒̈́͠y̵̧͌͂̾͐͐̃̓̋͂͌͘͘͝,

i'm feeling so sad.

You make me feel l  oo  py,               ̸̧̼̤̱͖̱̩͎͇̘͓̖̫̮̘̪̘̫̭͉͖̟̘̪̬̲̰̹̉͜͠ͅͅ ̴̛̞̼̬̼̖̪̆͂̅͊̑͆͑̈́͌̀̏̈̃̈́̽͆̋̓̀̓̃͌̇̾̓̌̂̈́͐̊̍̚͝͠͠͠ ̵̧̛̬͈̞̲̲͈̦̬̥͈̳͇̋̂̾͒͑̒́͊̈́̿͗̉̓́̒̈͑̽̎͂̀̈́͊͊̀͒̏͊̀̒̽̅́̽͂͋͆̈̋̌́͛͘͘̕͜͜͝͝͠­̨̡̡̨͙̱̱̝̬̪̤̤̝̥̠̠͍̜̤̰͓̥̲͇̝͕͕̺̝͚̦̣̙̭̜͙̣̭͙͍͔̰͜ ̴̡̧̧̨̛͖̳͚̱͕̞̪̰͙̘̤̳̦̝͓̯̦̳̘͔̤͎͓͕͕̙̈́̐̇̑̓̓͌̎̽̓͒̑́̄̏͒̕̕̕̚͘ͅͅ ̷̢̢̨̛̻͖̣̼͇̱̯̻͎͎̲̼̣̼̟̱̜̤͇̼̻͍͚͙̍͂͒̎̅̿̆̿͂̈́̍͂̃͋͊͗̔͑͝ͅ ̴̦̥̿̈̈́̐͒̆͊͐͂͂̆̈́̾̓͗̔̅̈́̓̈́̽̅̏̄͊̓̂̓̔͆̉͊͒͑͛͊̽̽̊͂́̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝͝͠ ̸̨̠͕͎̮̪͇̺͔̻̳͎̘̖̣̠̠̬̪̹̺̠̺̦͈̞̉̓͛̐̃̈͊͑̌́̊̿̏̔̑̏͒̇́̀̾́̈́̆͐̾̂̒͛̆̊̎͘͘̕͜͜͝­̫̬̗̜͚̝̬̝̪͜ ̷̤̤̤̞͔̬̟͓̞͔̩͙̙̟̯̲̮̋́̏̌͊̾͒̀̿̒̌̋͋͋̾̃̃̍̀͊̒̈́̿͊͐͗̑̃̇̈́̀͒̇̀͌̀̎̋̆͘͝͝͠͝͠͠͠­̧̨̡̨͓̗̟̻͇̩̟̦̭̰̗͉̼͚̞̰̠̜͙̝̮̞̰̦͓̣̻̯͈̟̹̫͎͕̲͜ͅͅ ̴̛̛̲̱̞̼͔̓̎̅̈́̇̽͗̆͌̀̀͆̑̇̽̅͒͆̒͐̎̅́̔̔͆̉̈́̋̊̊̈͋̕͝͝͝͝ ̴̧̢̢̨̧̙̼͉̗̗͖̤͚̮̬̗̰̮͇̲̻̱͍̫̺͎̗͈̠̯̰͈͙̲̙͉͉̹̯͌̿̊̈́̑̉̈́͘͜ ̷̧̯̫̱̙̮̙͍͔̱̞̄͋̿͊̂́͐̀̽̂̊͒͋̿̈͐͆̈́̃͐̅̈́̕̕͘͘͝ ̸̧̭̣̜̞̞͕͎̥̙͕̩̠̟̣̙͚̬̫̼̰̩͔̞̩͍̻̆͛̄̐͂̆̀̊̅̄͌̇̌͑͜͜͝͝͠ ̶̘̞͈͉̗͎̤̱̦̦̠̤̻͎̩̲̯̠̤͉̩̦͍̙̪̲̞͇̫̦͓̘̟͕̮̮̺̤̎̿̿̓̓̔͊̉̔͐̅̈́́̀̄̓̂̓́̍̀͑́͘͘ͅ­̨̢͔̳̰̭͖̳̪͈̼̭ ̵̢̧̡̢̨̢̡͔͎̪͎̠̦̳̦̫͕̺̣̗̼̮̠̳̰̫͔̬̯̣̙͙͖̫̝̮̱̲̞̬̬͉̜͓͉͖̅͊̾̃̔̾ͅ ̶̨̡̨̛͍̖̭̯̤̦̠̖̞̪̺̗̮̹͕̺̜̜͖͎̓̈́̓͌̀̈́͊͗͗̍̆̽̄̈́̅̋̎͐̅̿̾͑̈́̂͑͐̉̒̕͘͝ͅͅ ̶̧̢̨̧̖͍͙̰̹͖͇͉̹̼̬̳̟̻͍̹̭̦̱͕̻̳̪͂͛̄̋͂̽̒͊̔̿͐̚͝ͅ ̴̢̨̢̢̨̢̧͙͇̯̜̖͕̻̟̜̥̰̥̞̲͉̲̣̲̥̫͓̳̟̩̣̔̏̉̌͐͆̋͐̔̿̐̓͂̕̚͘͠ ̵̢̧̛̰̜͖͉̬̦̺̙̊̑́̀̉́͗͆̆͂̓͛̓̌̐̍̊̿̍͊́͐̓͒̋̈́̌̓̊̀̎͒̑̑͋̄̏̐̀̅̆̆͛͋̚̚̕̚͜͠͝͠ͅ­̨̥̘̝̙͙̳͓̼̗̳̻̟̺̥̫̺̟̖̩͉̦͓̺̹̦̠̥̘͜͜ ̶̧̢̛͍̱͎̙̻̜̫̠͖͖̜̱͍̹̱̦͙̣͙̭͚͉̦̲̯͉̹̲͔̬̩̳̘̟̰͈͔͎̬̮͔̼͕͕͔͈͇͉͗̃̃̿̄̋̑͜͝ͅͅ ̷̡̢̡̱̙͕̬̤̺̞̦̳͍͖̳̟̹͕̙͖̭̺͔̙̱͉̙̰̲͍͔͓̲͈͓̗͇͚̥̩̦̣͚͙͜͠ ̶̯͙̪͓͚̻̭͔̮͇̥̰͔̞͔̜̅͗͛̃̐͛̇̄͆͛͛̄̈́̍̈́̕͜͝ ̸̨̧̛̛̛̲̯̩̹̼͉̟̬̭̙̽͛̑̂́̂̌̐̓͑́̐̀̊͛̊̂̕͜͜͠ ̵̨̢̡̢̨̛̼̼̦͚̖͖̝̜͚̣͎̜͚̹͇̻̲̩̥̮̱͔͈̤̍͆̇̾̏͠ͅ ̶̯̰̤̫͈̓̓̌̃̔͑͒̾̔́͑̅̿̒̏̈́͝͠͠͝ ̸̧̢̢̧̡̮͕̯͇̗̥̮̖͚̜̙̰̦̤̟͉̭̩̝͈̠̬̺̬̝̗͓̬͈͍͙̩̺͍̯̳̣̠̺̥̼̥̟̥̿̄̕͜͜ ̶̡̩͕̜̗̳̜͚̭̊͗̊̓̃͐͒͒̒̽̆̓͒̋͑͒̅̀͗̅̉͊̃̈͗͆̓͗͐̆̑̈́̌̍̔̚̕̕͜͝͠͝͠͝͝͝ ̴̧̧̠̞͇̖̩̹͉̗͙̖̗̻̳͖͓͕̦̟͖͍͉̦̟̱̼̤̖̞̯̘̤͈̰͇̲͔̱͚̝͚̰̦͔̼̳̱̦̦̺͇̍͂̃̂͘͜͝͠ͅͅͅ ̸̢̛̯͉͔͕̮̙̹̹̒͗̀͗͋̌̏̑̈́̈͆̾͊̇͑͌͐̇̀͆͂͑̊͊̊͋̈́̆̿̀̇̀͌͗̓͌͌̄͂̐͌̅̂͋̍̚̕͝͝͝͝͝͠ͅ­ ̴̨̂͜ ̵̛̛̜͔͈̜̰̜̏̎͛͛̅͊̌̒̈̉̆̏̇̈̐̈́̑̎̅͛́͒͑͐̾̑͛͑͐̄͂̓̓̏̈̀̿̒͂͌̽̀͒͂̕͘̕̚̚̕͝͝͝͝͠͝­̧̢̧̖͓̞̳̙͖̹̯̠͕͚̹͜ ̴̢̛̰̗͔̰̖̥̤̘̀̆̂̾̎̀́̍̏͆̐̈́́̆͆̾̅̀̽̽́̓̊͑͆̿̕͝ͅ ̴̪̘͕̲̒͋͌́̒̅̀̆̔͆͋́̈́̎͐͌̇̂͛̔͛͊̍͒̐̀̿̾̎́̀͒̉̏̏̂͗̎̉͆̏̏̈́̏̾̓̔̆̔̚̚̕̚͜͝͝͝͠͠͝­̧̨̧̨̧̨̢̢̧̧̤̰̙͖͕͈̫̙̮̞̤̥͉̮͍̮̭̦͓͓͚͚̱͖̘̣̹͉̯̞͇̫̤̣̱̦͙͖̫̣͈̗̖͔ ̶̡̨̡̙̙͔̬͓̤̦̰̦͚͇͙̹̤͇͔̫̟̞͚͎̞͍̹̦̦̩̝̪̙̥͒̑̉͋̚͜͜͝͠ͅ ̸̧̨̧̧̨̛̖͈̖͖̺͔̟̼̜̦͖̘̩̦̬̗͕̰̩̖̰̞̙̹̰̹̬͆̎̎̿̾̍͊̕͠ͅ ̴̨̛̭̙̝̞̤̪̯̝̩͉̞̘̪̟̝͎̬̋͋̄̔̔̑̽̎͂̈́̍̎͐́̋̂̅͐͐͗̓̈̆͊͌̌̃͌͑͋͛͂̈́͂̍̐̽̃̀͛͘̕͠͠͝­̧͙̭̠̟̬͔͎̭̦̤͇̮͜͜ ̷̛̛̬̲͉̖̼̘̞̼̯̦̘̪̠͚̠̖̗͙͍̳̖̣̲̦͙̑̓̐̀̐̆̑̓͌̄͛͆̈̃̑̅̒̒̈́̓̂̂́̄̓̔̉̅͆̏̾͗̓̉͘͝ͅ­̢̨̧͔̜̲̪̭͖̹̹͖͚̦̺̤̟ ̸̢̡̛͇͖͖͚́͊͐̐͐͒͂̍̑̀̆͋̄͛͑̃̂͛̽͗́̋́̓̅̎͊́͋̊̾̈̉̒̑̌͛́̈́͗̋̆͆̿̚̕̚͘͝͝͝ ̴̛̛̝̤̬̗̪͍̙̻̰̮̖̮̺̮̼͓͎̼̜̪̲̲̪̗̞͋͑̉̅̉͐̍̉̑͂͑̅̑̐̿̀̐̈́̒̎͆̈͘̕̕͘͘͜͜͝ ̴̛̛͚̙̩͎͙͉̦̖͈̖͈͎̱̲̯̳̝̞͚͖̜͉̊͛̓̐͗͊̿̓̋̀̄̄͛̇͌̍̿͑̓͆̃̓̎͋̇͛̑͂͗̆̀̍͌̂̈͐̈̾̚͝­̧̺͉̥͍̻̦̗̙ ̸̛̛̟̩̱̭͙͚͇̥̖̦̺͉̺͂̀̓͒͑̄͛́͑̑͆̅̀͊̍̋̈͋̉̄̓̃̈̿̓̅́̓́͆̊̾̎̿̐̚̚͝͝͝ ̶̧̢̡̛̻͚̺̫͉̮̗̩̠̭̗͖̖̮͙̖̩͙̫͇͚͎̀̇̊̉̿͗̀͆̋̔͊̽̈́̈͂͆̆́̚̚̕͘̕̚͠͝͝͝ ̵̨̛̛̫̱͎̩͖̯͚̮̳̪͙͖̲̤̘͌͌̀̐́̇͒͂͌̊̌̎̍̀̀̇͛͗̈͋͂̍̽̈́͒̋̾̂̅͂̅̈̎̀̽̋́̃͘̕͘͠͝͝͝͠­̱̝͈̝̩̦͙̞̺̲̦͜ ̶̨̨̢̛͖̺̙̙̬̦̙͔̠͖̝̬͂͌̌̅͐̆͛̅͛̀͂͗͛̐̓̿̆̋͗̑̓͛͑̈́̆̎̃̈́̏͑̓͛̈̂̕̕͜͠͝͠ͅͅ ̷̢̢̡͍͇̹͍͔̖͍̤̦̪͈͙̘̠̞̹̗̥͔͖͔͉̘̗̬̹͔̯̮̤̦̼̘̹̬͓̺͎̩͓̮̅͂̄͛͑̇̂̌͋̎̓̊̓͂̏̄̓̎̚͝­̧̢͉̠̭ ̶̡̛̛̮͉̣͇̫̣̙͕̤̻͉̦͙̻̙͙̪̠͔͈̭͈̑̃̅̀́̃͊́̇̈́̓̽͐͆̓͒͗͂̈̑̓̊̎̐͌̋́͂̋̀͒͋̈́̀́́͝͠͝­̢͍̖͇̞̳̦͓̤͖͔̲̙̠͓͜͜ͅ ̵̢̛̛̝̰̫͕̩̻̘͈̹͙͕̗̩͓͓͕̖̫̇̓͗͋́̊̆͂̌̅̓̃̾̓̇́̕̚͝͝ͅ                      ­                                      

but that's not so bad.





                                                           ­                 ̸̧̼̤̱͖̱̩͎͇̘͓̖̫̮̘̪̘̫̭͉͖̟̘̪̬̲̰̹̉͜͠ͅͅ ̴̛̞̼̬̼̖̪̆͂̅͊̑͆͑̈́͌̀̏̈̃̈́̽͆̋̓̀̓̃͌̇̾̓̌̂̈́͐̊̍̚͝͠͠͠ ̵̧̛̬͈̞̲̲͈̦̬̥͈̳͇̋̂̾͒͑̒́͊̈́̿͗̉̓́̒̈͑̽̎͂̀̈́͊͊̀͒̏͊̀̒̽̅́̽͂͋͆̈̋̌́͛͘͘̕͜͜͝͝͠­̨̡̡̨͙̱̱̝̬̪̤̤̝̥̠̠͍̜̤̰͓̥̲͇̝͕͕̺̝͚̦̣̙̭̜͙̣̭͙͍͔̰͜ ̴̡̧̧̨̛͖̳͚̱͕̞̪̰͙̘̤̳̦̝͓̯̦̳̘͔̤͎͓͕͕̙̈́̐̇̑̓̓͌̎̽̓͒̑́̄̏͒̕̕̕̚͘ͅͅ ̷̢̢̨̛̻͖̣̼͇̱̯̻͎͎̲̼̣̼̟̱̜̤͇̼̻͍͚͙̍͂͒̎̅̿̆̿͂̈́̍͂̃͋͊͗̔͑͝ͅ ̴̦̥̿̈̈́̐͒̆͊͐͂͂̆̈́̾̓͗̔̅̈́̓̈́̽̅̏̄͊̓̂̓̔͆̉͊͒͑͛͊̽̽̊͂́̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝͝͠ ̸̨̠͕͎̮̪͇̺͔̻̳͎̘̖̣̠̠̬̪̹̺̠̺̦͈̞̉̓͛̐̃̈͊͑̌́̊̿̏̔̑̏͒̇́̀̾́̈́̆͐̾̂̒͛̆̊̎͘͘̕͜͜͝­̫̬̗̜͚̝̬̝̪͜ ̷̤̤̤̞͔̬̟͓̞͔̩͙̙̟̯̲̮̋́̏̌͊̾͒̀̿̒̌̋͋͋̾̃̃̍̀͊̒̈́̿͊͐͗̑̃̇̈́̀͒̇̀͌̀̎̋̆͘͝͝͠͝͠͠͠­̧̨̡̨͓̗̟̻͇̩̟̦̭̰̗͉̼͚̞̰̠̜͙̝̮̞̰̦͓̣̻̯͈̟̹̫͎͕̲͜ͅͅ ̴̛̛̲̱̞̼͔̓̎̅̈́̇̽͗̆͌̀̀͆̑̇̽̅͒͆̒͐̎̅́̔̔͆̉̈́̋̊̊̈͋̕͝͝͝͝ ̴̧̢̢̨̧̙̼͉̗̗͖̤͚̮̬̗̰̮͇̲̻̱͍̫̺͎̗͈̠̯̰͈͙̲̙͉͉̹̯͌̿̊̈́̑̉̈́͘͜ ̷̧̯̫̱̙̮̙͍͔̱̞̄͋̿͊̂́͐̀̽̂̊͒͋̿̈͐͆̈́̃͐̅̈́̕̕͘͘͝ ̸̧̭̣̜̞̞͕͎̥̙͕̩̠̟̣̙͚̬̫̼̰̩͔̞̩͍̻̆͛̄̐͂̆̀̊̅̄͌̇̌͑͜͜͝͝͠ ̶̘̞͈͉̗͎̤̱̦̦̠̤̻͎̩̲̯̠̤͉̩̦͍̙̪̲̞͇̫̦͓̘̟͕̮̮̺̤̎̿̿̓̓̔͊̉̔͐̅̈́́̀̄̓̂̓́̍̀͑́͘͘ͅ­̨̢͔̳̰̭͖̳̪͈̼̭ ̵̢̧̡̢̨̢̡͔͎̪͎̠̦̳̦̫͕̺̣̗̼̮̠̳̰̫͔̬̯̣̙͙͖̫̝̮̱̲̞̬̬͉̜͓͉͖̅͊̾̃̔̾ͅ ̶̨̡̨̛͍̖̭̯̤̦̠̖̞̪̺̗̮̹͕̺̜̜͖͎̓̈́̓͌̀̈́͊͗͗̍̆̽̄̈́̅̋̎͐̅̿̾͑̈́̂͑͐̉̒̕͘͝ͅͅ ̶̧̢̨̧̖͍͙̰̹͖͇͉̹̼̬̳̟̻͍̹̭̦̱͕̻̳̪͂͛̄̋͂̽̒͊̔̿͐̚͝ͅ ̴̢̨̢̢̨̢̧͙͇̯̜̖͕̻̟̜̥̰̥̞̲͉̲̣̲̥̫͓̳̟̩̣̔̏̉̌͐͆̋͐̔̿̐̓͂̕̚͘͠ ̵̢̧̛̰̜͖͉̬̦̺̙̊̑́̀̉́͗͆̆͂̓͛̓̌̐̍̊̿̍͊́͐̓͒̋̈́̌̓̊̀̎͒̑̑͋̄̏̐̀̅̆̆͛͋̚̚̕̚͜͠͝͠ͅ­̨̥̘̝̙͙̳͓̼̗̳̻̟̺̥̫̺̟̖̩͉̦͓̺̹̦̠̥̘͜͜ ̶̧̢̛͍̱͎̙̻̜̫̠͖͖̜̱͍̹̱̦͙̣͙̭͚͉̦̲̯͉̹̲͔̬̩̳̘̟̰͈͔͎̬̮͔̼͕͕͔͈͇͉͗̃̃̿̄̋̑͜͝ͅͅ ̷̡̢̡̱̙͕̬̤̺̞̦̳͍͖̳̟̹͕̙͖̭̺͔̙̱͉̙̰̲͍͔͓̲͈͓̗͇͚̥̩̦̣͚͙͜͠ ̶̯͙̪͓͚̻̭͔̮͇̥̰͔̞͔̜̅͗͛̃̐͛̇̄͆͛͛̄̈́̍̈́̕͜͝ ̸̨̧̛̛̛̲̯̩̹̼͉̟̬̭̙̽͛̑̂́̂̌̐̓͑́̐̀̊͛̊̂̕͜͜͠ ̵̨̢̡̢̨̛̼̼̦͚̖͖̝̜͚̣͎̜͚̹͇̻̲̩̥̮̱͔͈̤̍͆̇̾̏͠ͅ ̶̯̰̤̫͈̓̓̌̃̔͑͒̾̔́͑̅̿̒̏̈́͝͠͠͝ ̸̧̢̢̧̡̮͕̯͇̗̥̮̖͚̜̙̰̦̤̟͉̭̩̝͈̠̬̺̬̝̗͓̬͈͍͙̩̺͍̯̳̣̠̺̥̼̥̟̥̿̄̕͜͜ ̶̡̩͕̜̗̳̜͚̭̊͗̊̓̃͐͒͒̒̽̆̓͒̋͑͒̅̀͗̅̉͊̃̈͗͆̓͗͐̆̑̈́̌̍̔̚̕̕͜͝͠͝͠͝͝͝ ̴̧̧̠̞͇̖̩̹͉̗͙̖̗̻̳͖͓͕̦̟͖͍͉̦̟̱̼̤̖̞̯̘̤͈̰͇̲͔̱͚̝͚̰̦͔̼̳̱̦̦̺͇̍͂̃̂͘͜͝͠ͅͅͅ ̸̢̛̯͉͔͕̮̙̹̹̒͗̀͗͋̌̏̑̈́̈͆̾͊̇͑͌͐̇̀͆͂͑̊͊̊͋̈́̆̿̀̇̀͌͗̓͌͌̄͂̐͌̅̂͋̍̚̕͝͝͝͝͝͠ͅ­ ̴̨̂͜ ̵̛̛̜͔͈̜̰̜̏̎͛͛̅͊̌̒̈̉̆̏̇̈̐̈́̑̎̅͛́͒͑͐̾̑͛͑͐̄͂̓̓̏̈̀̿̒͂͌̽̀͒͂̕͘̕̚̚̕͝͝͝͝͠͝­̧̢̧̖͓̞̳̙͖̹̯̠͕͚̹͜ ̴̢̛̰̗͔̰̖̥̤̘̀̆̂̾̎̀́̍̏͆̐̈́́̆͆̾̅̀̽̽́̓̊͑͆̿̕͝ͅ ̴̪̘͕̲̒͋͌́̒̅̀̆̔͆͋́̈́̎͐͌̇̂͛̔͛͊̍͒̐̀̿̾̎́̀͒̉̏̏̂͗̎̉͆̏̏̈́̏̾̓̔̆̔̚̚̕̚͜͝͝͝͠͠͝­̧̨̧̨̧̨̢̢̧̧̤̰̙͖͕͈̫̙̮̞̤̥͉̮͍̮̭̦͓͓͚͚̱͖̘̣̹͉̯̞͇̫̤̣̱̦͙͖̫̣͈̗̖͔ ̶̡̨̡̙̙͔̬͓̤̦̰̦͚͇͙̹̤͇͔̫̟̞͚͎̞͍̹̦̦̩̝̪̙̥͒̑̉͋̚͜͜͝͠ͅ ̸̧̨̧̧̨̛̖͈̖͖̺͔̟̼̜̦͖̘̩̦̬̗͕̰̩̖̰̞̙̹̰̹̬͆̎̎̿̾̍͊̕͠ͅ ̴̨̛̭̙̝̞̤̪̯̝̩͉̞̘̪̟̝͎̬̋͋̄̔̔̑̽̎͂̈́̍̎͐́̋̂̅͐͐͗̓̈̆͊͌̌̃͌͑͋͛͂̈́͂̍̐̽̃̀͛͘̕͠͠͝­̧͙̭̠̟̬͔͎̭̦̤͇̮͜͜ ̷̛̛̬̲͉̖̼̘̞̼̯̦̘̪̠͚̠̖̗͙͍̳̖̣̲̦͙̑̓̐̀̐̆̑̓͌̄͛͆̈̃̑̅̒̒̈́̓̂̂́̄̓̔̉̅͆̏̾͗̓̉͘͝ͅ­̢̨̧͔̜̲̪̭͖̹̹͖͚̦̺̤̟ ̸̢̡̛͇͖͖͚́͊͐̐͐͒͂̍̑̀̆͋̄͛͑̃̂͛̽͗́̋́̓̅̎͊́͋̊̾̈̉̒̑̌͛́̈́͗̋̆͆̿̚̕̚͘͝͝͝ ̴̛̛̝̤̬̗̪͍̙̻̰̮̖̮̺̮̼͓͎̼̜̪̲̲̪̗̞͋͑̉̅̉͐̍̉̑͂͑̅̑̐̿̀̐̈́̒̎͆̈͘̕̕͘͘͜͜͝ ̴̛̛͚̙̩͎͙͉̦̖͈̖͈͎̱̲̯̳̝̞͚͖̜͉̊͛̓̐͗͊̿̓̋̀̄̄͛̇͌̍̿͑̓͆̃̓̎͋̇͛̑͂͗̆̀̍͌̂̈͐̈̾̚͝­̧̺͉̥͍̻̦̗̙ ̸̛̛̟̩̱̭͙͚͇̥̖̦̺͉̺͂̀̓͒͑̄͛́͑̑͆̅̀͊̍̋̈͋̉̄̓̃̈̿̓̅́̓́͆̊̾̎̿̐̚̚͝͝͝ ̶̧̢̡̛̻͚̺̫͉̮̗̩̠̭̗͖̖̮͙̖̩͙̫͇͚͎̀̇̊̉̿͗̀͆̋̔͊̽̈́̈͂͆̆́̚̚̕͘̕̚͠͝͝͝ ̵̨̛̛̫̱͎̩͖̯͚̮̳̪͙͖̲̤̘͌͌̀̐́̇͒͂͌̊̌̎̍̀̀̇͛͗̈͋͂̍̽̈́͒̋̾̂̅͂̅̈̎̀̽̋́̃͘̕͘͠͝͝͝͠­̱̝͈̝̩̦͙̞̺̲̦͜ ̶̨̨̢̛͖̺̙̙̬̦̙͔̠͖̝̬͂͌̌̅͐̆͛̅͛̀͂͗͛̐̓̿̆̋͗̑̓͛͑̈́̆̎̃̈́̏͑̓͛̈̂̕̕͜͠͝͠ͅͅ ̷̢̢̡͍͇̹͍͔̖͍̤̦̪͈͙̘̠̞̹̗̥͔͖͔͉̘̗̬̹͔̯̮̤̦̼̘̹̬͓̺͎̩͓̮̅͂̄͛͑̇̂̌͋̎̓̊̓͂̏̄̓̎̚͝­̧̢͉̠̭ ̶̡̛̛̮͉̣͇̫̣̙͕̤̻͉̦͙̻̙͙̪̠͔͈̭͈̑̃̅̀́̃͊́̇̈́̓̽͐͆̓͒͗͂̈̑̓̊̎̐͌̋́͂̋̀͒͋̈́̀́́͝͠͝­̢͍̖͇̞̳̦͓̤͖͔̲̙̠͓͜͜ͅ ̵̢̛̛̝̰̫͕̩̻̘͈̹͙͕̗̩͓͓͕̖̫̇̓͗͋́̊̆͂̌̅̓̃̾̓̇́̕̚͝͝ͅ


                   ­         ̸̧̼̤̱͖̱̩͎͇̘͓̖̫̮̘̪̘̫̭͉͖̟̘̪̬̲̰̹̉͜͠ͅͅ ̴̛̞̼̬̼̖̪̆͂̅͊̑͆͑̈́͌̀̏̈̃̈́̽͆̋̓̀̓̃͌̇̾̓̌̂̈́͐̊̍̚͝͠͠͠ ̵̧̛̬͈̞̲̲͈̦̬̥͈̳͇̋̂̾͒͑̒́͊̈́̿͗̉̓́̒̈͑̽̎͂̀̈́͊͊̀͒̏͊̀̒̽̅́̽͂͋͆̈̋̌́͛͘͘̕͜͜͝͝͠­̨̡̡̨͙̱̱̝̬̪̤̤̝̥̠̠͍̜̤̰͓̥̲͇̝͕͕̺̝͚̦̣̙̭̜͙̣̭͙͍͔̰͜ ̴̡̧̧̨̛͖̳͚̱͕̞̪̰͙̘̤̳̦̝͓̯̦̳̘͔̤͎͓͕͕̙̈́̐̇̑̓̓͌̎̽̓͒̑́̄̏͒̕̕̕̚͘ͅͅ ̷̢̢̨̛̻͖̣̼͇̱̯̻͎͎̲̼̣̼̟̱̜̤͇̼̻͍͚͙̍͂͒̎̅̿̆̿͂̈́̍͂̃͋͊͗̔͑͝ͅ ̴̦̥̿̈̈́̐͒̆͊͐͂͂̆̈́̾̓͗̔̅̈́̓̈́̽̅̏̄͊̓̂̓̔͆̉͊͒͑͛͊̽̽̊͂́̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝͝͠ ̸̨̠͕͎̮̪͇̺͔̻̳͎̘̖̣̠̠̬̪̹̺̠̺̦͈̞̉̓͛̐̃̈͊͑̌́̊̿̏̔̑̏͒̇́̀̾́̈́̆͐̾̂̒͛̆̊̎͘͘̕͜͜͝­̫̬̗̜͚̝̬̝̪͜ ̷̤̤̤̞͔̬̟͓̞͔̩͙̙̟̯̲̮̋́̏̌͊̾͒̀̿̒̌̋͋͋̾̃̃̍̀͊̒̈́̿͊͐͗̑̃̇̈́̀͒̇̀͌̀̎̋̆͘͝͝͠͝͠͠͠­̧̨̡̨͓̗̟̻͇̩̟̦̭̰̗͉̼͚̞̰̠̜͙̝̮̞̰̦͓̣̻̯͈̟̹̫͎͕̲͜ͅͅ ̴̛̛̲̱̞̼͔̓̎̅̈́̇̽͗̆͌̀̀͆̑̇̽̅͒͆̒͐̎̅́̔̔͆̉̈́̋̊̊̈͋̕͝͝͝͝ ̴̧̢̢̨̧̙̼͉̗̗͖̤͚̮̬̗̰̮͇̲̻̱͍̫̺͎̗͈̠̯̰͈͙̲̙͉͉̹̯͌̿̊̈́̑̉̈́͘͜ ̷̧̯̫̱̙̮̙͍͔̱̞̄͋̿͊̂́͐̀̽̂̊͒͋̿̈͐͆̈́̃͐̅̈́̕̕͘͘͝ ̸̧̭̣̜̞̞͕͎̥̙͕̩̠̟̣̙͚̬̫̼̰̩͔̞̩͍̻̆͛̄̐͂̆̀̊̅̄͌̇̌͑͜͜͝͝͠ ̶̘̞͈͉̗͎̤̱̦̦̠̤̻͎̩̲̯̠̤͉̩̦͍̙̪̲̞͇̫̦͓̘̟͕̮̮̺̤̎̿̿̓̓̔͊̉̔͐̅̈́́̀̄̓̂̓́̍̀͑́͘͘ͅ­̨̢͔̳̰̭͖̳̪͈̼̭ ̵̢̧̡̢̨̢̡͔͎̪͎̠̦̳̦̫͕̺̣̗̼̮̠̳̰̫͔̬̯̣̙͙͖̫̝̮̱̲̞̬̬͉̜͓͉͖̅͊̾̃̔̾ͅ ̶̨̡̨̛͍̖̭̯̤̦̠̖̞̪̺̗̮̹͕̺̜̜͖͎̓̈́̓͌̀̈́͊͗͗̍̆̽̄̈́̅̋̎͐̅̿̾͑̈́̂͑͐̉̒̕͘͝ͅͅ ̶̧̢̨̧̖͍͙̰̹͖͇͉̹̼̬̳̟̻͍̹̭̦̱͕̻̳̪͂͛̄̋͂̽̒͊̔̿͐̚͝ͅ ̴̢̨̢̢̨̢̧͙͇̯̜̖͕̻̟̜̥̰̥̞̲͉̲̣̲̥̫͓̳̟̩̣̔̏̉̌͐͆̋͐̔̿̐̓͂̕̚͘͠ ̵̢̧̛̰̜͖͉̬̦̺̙̊̑́̀̉́͗͆̆͂̓͛̓̌̐̍̊̿̍͊́͐̓͒̋̈́̌̓̊̀̎͒̑̑͋̄̏̐̀̅̆̆͛͋̚̚̕̚͜͠͝͠ͅ­̨̥̘̝̙͙̳͓̼̗̳̻̟̺̥̫̺̟̖̩͉̦͓̺̹̦̠̥̘͜͜ ̶̧̢̛͍̱͎̙̻̜̫̠͖͖̜̱͍̹̱̦͙̣͙̭͚͉̦̲̯͉̹̲͔̬̩̳̘̟̰͈͔͎̬̮͔̼͕͕͔͈͇͉͗̃̃̿̄̋̑͜͝ͅͅ ̷̡̢̡̱̙͕̬̤̺̞̦̳͍͖̳̟̹͕̙͖̭̺͔̙̱͉̙̰̲͍͔͓̲͈͓̗͇͚̥̩̦̣͚͙͜͠ ̶̯͙̪͓͚̻̭͔̮͇̥̰͔̞͔̜̅͗͛̃̐͛̇̄͆͛͛̄̈́̍̈́̕͜͝ ̸̨̧̛̛̛̲̯̩̹̼͉̟̬̭̙̽͛̑̂́̂̌̐̓͑́̐̀̊͛̊̂̕͜͜͠ ̵̨̢̡̢̨̛̼̼̦͚̖͖̝̜͚̣͎̜͚̹͇̻̲̩̥̮̱͔͈̤̍͆̇̾̏͠ͅ ̶̯̰̤̫͈̓̓̌̃̔͑͒̾̔́͑̅̿̒̏̈́͝͠͠͝ ̸̧̢̢̧̡̮͕̯͇̗̥̮̖͚̜̙̰̦̤̟͉̭̩̝͈̠̬̺̬̝̗͓̬͈͍͙̩̺͍̯̳̣̠̺̥̼̥̟̥̿̄̕͜͜ ̶̡̩͕̜̗̳̜͚̭̊͗̊̓̃͐͒͒̒̽̆̓͒̋͑͒̅̀͗̅̉͊̃̈͗͆̓͗͐̆̑̈́̌̍̔̚̕̕͜͝͠͝͠͝͝͝ ̴̧̧̠̞͇̖̩̹͉̗͙̖̗̻̳͖͓͕̦̟͖͍͉̦̟̱̼̤̖̞̯̘̤͈̰͇̲͔̱͚̝͚̰̦͔̼̳̱̦̦̺͇̍͂̃̂͘͜͝͠ͅͅͅ ̸̢̛̯͉͔͕̮̙̹̹̒͗̀͗͋̌̏̑̈́̈͆̾͊̇͑͌͐̇̀͆͂͑̊͊̊͋̈́̆̿̀̇̀͌͗̓͌͌̄͂̐͌̅̂͋̍̚̕͝͝͝͝͝͠ͅ­ ̴̨̂͜ ̵̛̛̜͔͈̜̰̜̏̎͛͛̅͊̌̒̈̉̆̏̇̈̐̈́̑̎̅͛́͒͑͐̾̑͛͑͐̄͂̓̓̏̈̀̿̒͂͌̽̀͒͂̕͘̕̚̚̕͝͝͝͝͠͝­̧̢̧̖͓̞̳̙͖̹̯̠͕͚̹͜ ̴̢̛̰̗͔̰̖̥̤̘̀̆̂̾̎̀́̍̏͆̐̈́́̆͆̾̅̀̽̽́̓̊͑͆̿̕͝ͅ ̴̪̘͕̲̒͋͌́̒̅̀̆̔͆͋́̈́̎͐͌̇̂͛̔͛͊̍͒̐̀̿̾̎́̀͒̉̏̏̂͗̎̉͆̏̏̈́̏̾̓̔̆̔̚̚̕̚͜͝͝͝͠͠͝­̧̨̧̨̧̨̢̢̧̧̤̰̙͖͕͈̫̙̮̞̤̥͉̮͍̮̭̦͓͓͚͚̱͖̘̣̹͉̯̞͇̫̤̣̱̦͙͖̫̣͈̗̖͔ ̶̡̨̡̙̙͔̬͓̤̦̰̦͚͇͙̹̤͇͔̫̟̞͚͎̞͍̹̦̦̩̝̪̙̥͒̑̉͋̚͜͜͝͠ͅ ̸̧̨̧̧̨̛̖͈̖͖̺͔̟̼̜̦͖̘̩̦̬̗͕̰̩̖̰̞̙̹̰̹̬͆̎̎̿̾̍͊̕͠ͅ ̴̨̛̭̙̝̞̤̪̯̝̩͉̞̘̪̟̝͎̬̋͋̄̔̔̑̽̎͂̈́̍̎͐́̋̂̅͐͐͗̓̈̆͊͌̌̃͌͑͋͛͂̈́͂̍̐̽̃̀͛͘̕͠͠͝­̧͙̭̠̟̬͔͎̭̦̤͇̮͜͜ ̷̛̛̬̲͉̖̼̘̞̼̯̦̘̪̠͚̠̖̗͙͍̳̖̣̲̦͙̑̓̐̀̐̆̑̓͌̄͛͆̈̃̑̅̒̒̈́̓̂̂́̄̓̔̉̅͆̏̾͗̓̉͘͝ͅ­̢̨̧͔̜̲̪̭͖̹̹͖͚̦̺̤̟ ̸̢̡̛͇͖͖͚́͊͐̐͐͒͂̍̑̀̆͋̄͛͑̃̂͛̽͗́̋́̓̅̎͊́͋̊̾̈̉̒̑̌͛́̈́͗̋̆͆̿̚̕̚͘͝͝͝ ̴̛̛̝̤̬̗̪͍̙̻̰̮̖̮̺̮̼͓͎̼̜̪̲̲̪̗̞͋͑̉̅̉͐̍̉̑͂͑̅̑̐̿̀̐̈́̒̎͆̈͘̕̕͘͘͜͜͝ ̴̛̛͚̙̩͎͙͉̦̖͈̖͈͎̱̲̯̳̝̞͚͖̜͉̊͛̓̐͗͊̿̓̋̀̄̄͛̇͌̍̿͑̓͆̃̓̎͋̇͛̑͂͗̆̀̍͌̂̈͐̈̾̚͝­̧̺͉̥͍̻̦̗̙ ̸̛̛̟̩̱̭͙͚͇̥̖̦̺͉̺͂̀̓͒͑̄͛́͑̑͆̅̀͊̍̋̈͋̉̄̓̃̈̿̓̅́̓́͆̊̾̎̿̐̚̚͝͝͝ ̶̧̢̡̛̻͚̺̫͉̮̗̩̠̭̗͖̖̮͙̖̩͙̫͇͚͎̀̇̊̉̿͗̀͆̋̔͊̽̈́̈͂͆̆́̚̚̕͘̕̚͠͝͝͝ ̵̨̛̛̫̱͎̩͖̯͚̮̳̪͙͖̲̤̘͌͌̀̐́̇͒͂͌̊̌̎̍̀̀̇͛͗̈͋͂̍̽̈́͒̋̾̂̅͂̅̈̎̀̽̋́̃͘̕͘͠͝͝͝͠­̱̝͈̝̩̦͙̞̺̲̦͜ ̶̨̨̢̛͖̺̙̙̬̦̙͔̠͖̝̬͂͌̌̅͐̆͛̅͛̀͂͗͛̐̓̿̆̋͗̑̓͛͑̈́̆̎̃̈́̏͑̓͛̈̂̕̕͜͠͝͠ͅͅ ̷̢̢̡͍͇̹͍͔̖͍̤̦̪͈͙̘̠̞̹̗̥͔͖͔͉̘̗̬̹͔̯̮̤̦̼̘̹̬͓̺͎̩͓̮̅͂̄͛͑̇̂̌͋̎̓̊̓͂̏̄̓̎̚͝­̧̢͉̠̭ ̶̡̛̛̮͉̣͇̫̣̙͕̤̻͉̦͙̻̙͙̪̠͔͈̭͈̑̃̅̀́̃͊́̇̈́̓̽͐͆̓͒͗͂̈̑̓̊̎̐͌̋́͂̋̀͒͋̈́̀́́͝͠͝­̢͍̖͇̞̳̦͓̤͖͔̲̙̠͓͜͜ͅ ̵̢̛̛̝̰̫͕̩̻̘͈̹͙͕̗̩͓͓͕̖̫̇̓͗͋́̊̆͂̌̅̓̃̾̓̇́̕̚͝͝ͅ
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looks make me moony,

the best I ever had.

Y҉o҉u҉ m҉a҉k҉e҉ m҉e҉ f҉e҉e҉l҉ h҉a҉z҉y҉,

but I guess that i'm glad.
̸̧̼̤̱͖̱̩͎͇̘͓̖̫̮̘̪̘̫̭͉͖̟̘̪̬̲̰̹̉͜͠ͅͅ
\                             ­                                    ̸̧̼̤̱͖̱̩͎͇̘͓̖̫̮̘̪̘̫̭͉͖̟̘̪̬̲̰̹̉͜͠ͅͅ ̴̛̞̼̬̼̖̪̆͂̅͊̑͆͑̈́͌̀̏̈̃̈́̽͆̋̓̀̓̃͌̇̾̓̌̂̈́͐̊̍̚͝͠͠͠ ̵̧̛̬͈̞̲̲͈̦̬̥͈̳͇̋̂̾͒͑̒́͊̈́̿͗̉̓́̒̈͑̽̎͂̀̈́͊͊̀͒̏͊̀̒̽̅́̽͂͋͆̈̋̌́͛͘͘̕͜͜͝͝͠­̨̡̡̨͙̱̱̝̬̪̤̤̝̥̠̠͍̜̤̰͓̥̲͇̝͕͕̺̝͚̦̣̙̭̜͙̣̭͙͍͔̰͜ ̴̡̧̧̨̛͖̳͚̱͕̞̪̰͙̘̤̳̦̝͓̯̦̳̘͔̤͎͓͕͕̙̈́̐̇̑̓̓͌̎̽̓͒̑́̄̏͒̕̕̕̚͘ͅͅ ̷̢̢̨̛̻͖̣̼͇̱̯̻͎͎̲̼̣̼̟̱̜̤͇̼̻͍͚͙̍͂͒̎̅̿̆̿͂̈́̍͂̃͋͊͗̔͑͝ͅ ̴̦̥̿̈̈́̐͒̆͊͐͂͂̆̈́̾̓͗̔̅̈́̓̈́̽̅̏̄͊̓̂̓̔͆̉͊͒͑͛͊̽̽̊͂́̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝͝͠ ̸̨̠͕͎̮̪͇̺͔̻̳͎̘̖̣̠̠̬̪̹̺̠̺̦͈̞̉̓͛̐̃̈͊͑̌́̊̿̏̔̑̏͒̇́̀̾́̈́̆͐̾̂̒͛̆̊̎͘͘̕͜͜͝­̫̬̗̜͚̝̬̝̪͜ ̷̤̤̤̞͔̬̟͓̞͔̩͙̙̟̯̲̮̋́̏̌͊̾͒̀̿̒̌̋͋͋̾̃̃̍̀͊̒̈́̿͊͐͗̑̃̇̈́̀͒̇̀͌̀̎̋̆͘͝͝͠͝͠͠͠­̧̨̡̨͓̗̟̻͇̩̟̦̭̰̗͉̼͚̞̰̠̜͙̝̮̞̰̦͓̣̻̯͈̟̹̫͎͕̲͜ͅͅ ̴̛̛̲̱̞̼͔̓̎̅̈́̇̽͗̆͌̀̀͆̑̇̽̅͒͆̒͐̎̅́̔̔͆̉̈́̋̊̊̈͋̕͝͝͝͝ ̴̧̢̢̨̧̙̼͉̗̗͖̤͚̮̬̗̰̮͇̲̻̱͍̫̺͎̗͈̠̯̰͈͙̲̙͉͉̹̯͌̿̊̈́̑̉̈́͘͜ ̷̧̯̫̱̙̮̙͍͔̱̞̄͋̿͊̂́͐̀̽̂̊͒͋̿̈͐͆̈́̃͐̅̈́̕̕͘͘͝ ̸̧̭̣̜̞̞͕͎̥̙͕̩̠̟̣̙͚̬̫̼̰̩͔̞̩͍̻̆͛̄̐͂̆̀̊̅̄͌̇̌͑͜͜͝͝͠ ̶̘̞͈͉̗͎̤̱̦̦̠̤̻͎̩̲̯̠̤͉̩̦͍̙̪̲̞͇̫̦͓̘̟͕̮̮̺̤̎̿̿̓̓̔͊̉̔͐̅̈́́̀̄̓̂̓́̍̀͑́͘͘ͅ­̨̢͔̳̰̭͖̳̪͈̼̭ ̵̢̧̡̢̨̢̡͔͎̪͎̠̦̳̦̫͕̺̣̗̼̮̠̳̰̫͔̬̯̣̙͙͖̫̝̮̱̲̞̬̬͉̜͓͉͖̅͊̾̃̔̾ͅ ̶̨̡̨̛͍̖̭̯̤̦̠̖̞̪̺̗̮̹͕̺̜̜͖͎̓̈́̓͌̀̈́͊͗͗̍̆̽̄̈́̅̋̎͐̅̿̾͑̈́̂͑͐̉̒̕͘͝ͅͅ ̶̧̢̨̧̖͍͙̰̹͖͇͉̹̼̬̳̟̻͍̹̭̦̱͕̻̳̪͂͛̄̋͂̽̒͊̔̿͐̚͝ͅ ̴̢̨̢̢̨̢̧͙͇̯̜̖͕̻̟̜̥̰̥̞̲͉̲̣̲̥̫͓̳̟̩̣̔̏̉̌͐͆̋͐̔̿̐̓͂̕̚͘͠ ̵̢̧̛̰̜͖͉̬̦̺̙̊̑́̀̉́͗͆̆͂̓͛̓̌̐̍̊̿̍͊́͐̓͒̋̈́̌̓̊̀̎͒̑̑͋̄̏̐̀̅̆̆͛͋̚̚̕̚͜͠͝͠ͅ­̨̥̘̝̙͙̳͓̼̗̳̻̟̺̥̫̺̟̖̩͉̦͓̺̹̦̠̥̘͜͜ ̶̧̢̛͍̱͎̙̻̜̫̠͖͖̜̱͍̹̱̦͙̣͙̭͚͉̦̲̯͉̹̲͔̬̩̳̘̟̰͈͔͎̬̮͔̼͕͕͔͈͇͉͗̃̃̿̄̋̑͜͝ͅͅ ̷̡̢̡̱̙͕̬̤̺̞̦̳͍͖̳̟̹͕̙͖̭̺͔̙̱͉̙̰̲͍͔͓̲͈͓̗͇͚̥̩̦̣͚͙͜͠ ̶̯͙̪͓͚̻̭͔̮͇̥̰͔̞͔̜̅͗͛̃̐͛̇̄͆͛͛̄̈́̍̈́̕͜͝ ̸̨̧̛̛̛̲̯̩̹̼͉̟̬̭̙̽͛̑̂́̂̌̐̓͑́̐̀̊͛̊̂̕͜͜͠ ̵̨̢̡̢̨̛̼̼̦͚̖͖̝̜͚̣͎̜͚̹͇̻̲̩̥̮̱͔͈̤̍͆̇̾̏͠ͅ ̶̯̰̤̫͈̓̓̌̃̔͑͒̾̔́͑̅̿̒̏̈́͝͠͠͝ ̸̧̢̢̧̡̮͕̯͇̗̥̮̖͚̜̙̰̦̤̟͉̭̩̝͈̠̬̺̬̝̗͓̬͈͍͙̩̺͍̯̳̣̠̺̥̼̥̟̥̿̄̕͜͜ ̶̡̩͕̜̗̳̜͚̭̊͗̊̓̃͐͒͒̒̽̆̓͒̋͑͒̅̀͗̅̉͊̃̈͗͆̓͗͐̆̑̈́̌̍̔̚̕̕͜͝͠͝͠͝͝͝ ̴̧̧̠̞͇̖̩̹͉̗͙̖̗̻̳͖͓͕̦̟͖͍͉̦̟̱̼̤̖̞̯̘̤͈̰͇̲͔̱͚̝͚̰̦͔̼̳̱̦̦̺͇̍͂̃̂͘͜͝͠ͅͅͅ ̸̢̛̯͉͔͕̮̙̹̹̒͗̀͗͋̌̏̑̈́̈͆̾͊̇͑͌͐̇̀͆͂͑̊͊̊͋̈́̆̿̀̇̀͌͗̓͌͌̄͂̐͌̅̂͋̍̚̕͝͝͝͝͝͠ͅ­ ̴̨̂͜ ̵̛̛̜͔͈̜̰̜̏̎͛͛̅͊̌̒̈̉̆̏̇̈̐̈́̑̎̅͛́͒͑͐̾̑͛͑͐̄͂̓̓̏̈̀̿̒͂͌̽̀͒͂̕͘̕̚̚̕͝͝͝͝͠͝­̧̢̧̖͓̞̳̙͖̹̯̠͕͚̹͜ ̴̢̛̰̗͔̰̖̥̤̘̀̆̂̾̎̀́̍̏͆̐̈́́̆͆̾̅̀̽̽́̓̊͑͆̿̕͝ͅ ̴̪̘͕̲̒͋͌́̒̅̀̆̔͆͋́̈́̎͐͌̇̂͛̔͛͊̍͒̐̀̿̾̎́̀͒̉̏̏̂͗̎̉͆̏̏̈́̏̾̓̔̆̔̚̚̕̚͜͝͝͝͠͠͝­̧̨̧̨̧̨̢̢̧̧̤̰̙͖͕͈̫̙̮̞̤̥͉̮͍̮̭̦͓͓͚͚̱͖̘̣̹͉̯̞͇̫̤̣̱̦͙͖̫̣͈̗̖͔ ̶̡̨̡̙̙͔̬͓̤̦̰̦͚͇͙̹̤͇͔̫̟̞͚͎̞͍̹̦̦̩̝̪̙̥͒̑̉͋̚͜͜͝͠ͅ ̸̧̨̧̧̨̛̖͈̖͖̺͔̟̼̜̦͖̘̩̦̬̗͕̰̩̖̰̞̙̹̰̹̬͆̎̎̿̾̍͊̕͠ͅ ̴̨̛̭̙̝̞̤̪̯̝̩͉̞̘̪̟̝͎̬̋͋̄̔̔̑̽̎͂̈́̍̎͐́̋̂̅͐͐͗̓̈̆͊͌̌̃͌͑͋͛͂̈́͂̍̐̽̃̀͛͘̕͠͠͝­̧͙̭̠̟̬͔͎̭̦̤͇̮͜͜ ̷̛̛̬̲͉̖̼̘̞̼̯̦̘̪̠͚̠̖̗͙͍̳̖̣̲̦͙̑̓̐̀̐̆̑̓͌̄͛͆̈̃̑̅̒̒̈́̓̂̂́̄̓̔̉̅͆̏̾͗̓̉͘͝ͅ­̢̨̧͔̜̲̪̭͖̹̹͖͚̦̺̤̟ ̸̢̡̛͇͖͖͚́͊͐̐͐͒͂̍̑̀̆͋̄͛͑̃̂͛̽͗́̋́̓̅̎͊́͋̊̾̈̉̒̑̌͛́̈́͗̋̆͆̿̚̕̚͘͝͝͝ ̴̛̛̝̤̬̗̪͍̙̻̰̮̖̮̺̮̼͓͎̼̜̪̲̲̪̗̞͋͑̉̅̉͐̍̉̑͂͑̅̑̐̿̀̐̈́̒̎͆̈͘̕̕͘͘͜͜͝ ̴̛̛͚̙̩͎͙͉̦̖͈̖͈͎̱̲̯̳̝̞͚͖̜͉̊͛̓̐͗͊̿̓̋̀̄̄͛̇͌̍̿͑̓͆̃̓̎͋̇͛̑͂͗̆̀̍͌̂̈͐̈̾̚͝­̧̺͉̥͍̻̦̗̙ ̸̛̛̟̩̱̭͙͚͇̥̖̦̺͉̺͂̀̓͒͑̄͛́͑̑͆̅̀͊̍̋̈͋̉̄̓̃̈̿̓̅́̓́͆̊̾̎̿̐̚̚͝͝͝ ̶̧̢̡̛̻͚̺̫͉̮̗̩̠̭̗͖̖̮͙̖̩͙̫͇͚͎̀̇̊̉̿͗̀͆̋̔͊̽̈́̈͂͆̆́̚̚̕͘̕̚͠͝͝͝ ̵̨̛̛̫̱͎̩͖̯͚̮̳̪͙͖̲̤̘͌͌̀̐́̇͒͂͌̊̌̎̍̀̀̇͛͗̈͋͂̍̽̈́͒̋̾̂̅͂̅̈̎̀̽̋́̃͘̕͘͠͝͝͝͠­̱̝͈̝̩̦͙̞̺̲̦͜ ̶̨̨̢̛͖̺̙̙̬̦̙͔̠͖̝̬͂͌̌̅͐̆͛̅͛̀͂͗͛̐̓̿̆̋͗̑̓͛͑̈́̆̎̃̈́̏͑̓͛̈̂̕̕͜͠͝͠ͅͅ ̷̢̢̡͍͇̹͍͔̖͍̤̦̪͈͙̘̠̞̹̗̥͔͖͔͉̘̗̬̹͔̯̮̤̦̼̘̹̬͓̺͎̩͓̮̅͂̄͛͑̇̂̌͋̎̓̊̓͂̏̄̓̎̚͝­̧̢͉̠̭ ̶̡̛̛̮͉̣͇̫̣̙͕̤̻͉̦͙̻̙͙̪̠͔͈̭͈̑̃̅̀́̃͊́̇̈́̓̽͐͆̓͒͗͂̈̑̓̊̎̐͌̋́͂̋̀͒͋̈́̀́́͝͠͝­̢͍̖͇̞̳̦͓̤͖͔̲̙̠͓͜͜ͅ ̵̢̛̛̝̰̫͕̩̻̘͈̹͙͕̗̩͓͓͕̖̫̇̓͗͋́̊̆͂̌̅̓̃̾̓̇́̕̚͝͝ͅ



        


̴̛̞̼̬̼̖̪̆͂̅͊̑͆͑̈́͌̀̏̈̃̈́̽͆̋̓̀̓̃͌̇̾̓̌̂̈́͐̊̍̚͝͠͠͠                     ­                               ̵̛̋̂̾͒͑̒́͊̈́̿͗̉̓́̒̈͑̽̎͂̀̈́͊͊̀͒̏͊͘͘͝͝­̧̨̡̡̨̬͈̞̲̲͈̦̬̥͈̳͇͙̱̱̝̬̪̤̤̝̥̠̠͍̜̤̰͓̥̲͇̝͕͕̺̝͚̦̣̙̀̒̽̅́̽͂͋͆̈̋̌́͛̕͜͜͜͠­̭̜͙̣̭͙͍͔̰ ̴̡̧̧̨̛͖̳͚̱͕̞̪̰͙̘̤̳̦̝͓̯̦̳̘͔̤͎͓͕͕̙̈́̐̇̑̓̓͌̎̽̓͒̑́̄̏͒̕̕̕̚͘ͅͅ ̷̢̢̨̛̻͖̣̼͇̱̯̻͎͎̲̼̣̼̟̱̜̤͇̼̻͍͚͙̍͂͒̎̅̿̆̿͂̈́̍͂̃͋͊͗̔͑͝ͅ ̴̦̥̿̈̈́̐͒̆͊͐͂͂̆̈́̾̓͗̔̅̈́̓̈́̽̅̏̄͊̓̂̓̔͆̉͊͒͑͛͊̽̽̊͂́̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝͝͠ ̸̨̠͕͎̮̪͇̺͔̻̳͎̘̖̣̠̠̬̪̹̺̠̺̦͈̞̉̓͛̐̃̈͊͑̌́̊̿̏̔̑̏͒̇́̀̾́̈́̆͐̾̂̒͛̆̊̎͘͘̕͜͜͝­̫̬̗̜͚̝̬̝̪͜ ̷̤̤̤̞͔̬̟͓̞͔̩͙̙̟̯̲̮̋́̏̌͊̾͒̀̿̒̌̋͋͋̾̃̃̍̀͊̒̈́̿͊͐͗̑̃̇̈́̀͒̇̀͌̀̎̋̆͘͝͝͠͝͠͠͠­̧̨̡̨͓̗̟̻͇̩̟̦̭̰̗͉̼͚̞̰̠̜͙̝̮̞̰̦͓̣̻̯͈̟̹̫͎͕̲͜ͅͅ ̴̛̛̲̱̞̼͔̓̎̅̈́̇̽͗̆͌̀̀͆̑̇̽̅͒͆̒͐̎̅́̔̔͆̉̈́̋̊̊̈͋̕͝͝͝͝ ̴̧̢̢̨̧̙̼͉̗̗͖̤͚̮̬̗̰̮͇̲̻̱͍̫̺͎̗͈̠̯̰͈͙̲̙͉͉̹̯͌̿̊̈́̑̉̈́͘͜ ̷̧̯̫̱̙̮̙͍͔̱̞̄͋̿͊̂́͐̀̽̂̊͒͋̿̈͐͆̈́̃͐̅̈́̕̕͘͘͝ ̸̧̭̣̜̞̞͕͎̥̙͕̩̠̟̣̙͚̬̫̼̰̩͔̞̩͍̻̆͛̄̐͂̆̀̊̅̄͌̇̌͑͜͜͝͝͠ ̶̘̞͈͉̗͎̤̱̦̦̠̤̻͎̩̲̯̠̤͉̩̦͍̙̪̲̞͇̫̦͓̘̟͕̮̮̺̤̎̿̿̓̓̔͊̉̔͐̅̈́́̀̄̓̂̓́̍̀͑́͘͘ͅ­̨̢͔̳̰̭͖̳̪͈̼̭ ̵̢̧̡̢̨̢̡͔͎̪͎̠̦̳̦̫͕̺̣̗̼̮̠̳̰̫͔̬̯̣̙͙͖̫̝̮̱̲̞̬̬͉̜͓͉͖̅͊̾̃̔̾ͅ ̶̨̡̨̛͍̖̭̯̤̦̠̖̞̪̺̗̮̹͕̺̜̜͖͎̓̈́̓͌̀̈́͊͗͗̍̆̽̄̈́̅̋̎͐̅̿̾͑̈́̂͑͐̉̒̕͘͝ͅͅ ̶̧̢̨̧̖͍͙̰̹͖͇͉̹̼̬̳̟̻͍̹̭̦̱͕̻̳̪͂͛̄̋͂̽̒͊̔̿͐̚͝ͅ ̴̢̨̢̢̨̢̧͙͇̯̜̖͕̻̟̜̥̰̥̞̲͉̲̣̲̥̫͓̳̟̩̣̔̏̉̌͐͆̋͐̔̿̐̓͂̕̚͘͠ ̵̢̧̛̰̜͖͉̬̦̺̙̊̑́̀̉́͗͆̆͂̓͛̓̌̐̍̊̿̍͊́͐̓͒̋̈́̌̓̊̀̎͒̑̑͋̄̏̐̀̅̆̆͛͋̚̚̕̚͜͠͝͠ͅ­̨̥̘̝̙͙̳͓̼̗̳̻̟̺̥̫̺̟̖̩͉̦͓̺̹̦̠̥̘͜͜ ̶̧̢̛͍̱͎̙̻̜̫̠͖͖̜̱͍̹̱̦͙̣͙̭͚͉̦̲̯͉̹̲͔̬̩̳̘̟̰͈͔͎̬̮͔̼͕͕͔͈͇͉͗̃̃̿̄̋̑͜͝ͅͅ ̷̡̢̡̱̙͕̬̤̺̞̦̳͍͖̳̟̹͕̙͖̭̺͔̙̱͉̙̰̲͍͔͓̲͈͓̗͇͚̥̩̦̣͚͙͜͠ ̶̯͙̪͓͚̻̭͔̮͇̥̰͔̞͔̜̅͗͛̃̐͛̇̄͆͛͛̄̈́̍̈́̕͜͝ ̸̨̧̛̛̛̲̯̩̹̼͉̟̬̭̙̽͛̑̂́̂̌̐̓͑́̐̀̊͛̊̂̕͜͜͠ ̵̨̢̡̢̨̛̼̼̦͚̖͖̝̜͚̣͎̜͚̹͇̻̲̩̥̮̱͔͈̤̍͆̇̾̏͠ͅ ̶̯̰̤̫͈̓̓̌̃̔͑͒̾̔́͑̅̿̒̏̈́͝͠͠͝ ̸̧̢̢̧̡̮͕̯͇̗̥̮̖͚̜̙̰̦̤̟͉̭̩̝͈̠̬̺̬̝̗͓̬͈͍͙̩̺͍̯̳̣̠̺̥̼̥̟̥̿̄̕͜͜ ̶̡̩͕̜̗̳̜͚̭̊͗̊̓̃͐͒͒̒̽̆̓͒̋͑͒̅̀͗̅̉͊̃̈͗͆̓͗͐̆̑̈́̌̍̔̚̕̕͜͝͠͝͠͝͝͝ ̴̧̧̠̞͇̖̩̹͉̗͙̖̗̻̳͖͓͕̦̟͖͍͉̦̟̱̼̤̖̞̯̘̤͈̰͇̲͔̱͚̝͚̰̦͔̼̳̱̦̦̺͇̍͂̃̂͘͜͝͠ͅͅͅ ̸̢̛̯͉͔͕̮̙̹̹̒͗̀͗͋̌̏̑̈́̈͆̾͊̇͑͌͐̇̀͆͂͑̊͊̊͋̈́̆̿̀̇̀͌͗̓͌͌̄͂̐͌̅̂͋̍̚̕͝͝͝͝͝͠ͅ­ ̴̨̂͜ ̵̛̛̜͔͈̜̰̜̏̎͛͛̅͊̌̒̈̉̆̏̇̈̐̈́̑̎̅͛́͒͑͐̾̑͛͑͐̄͂̓̓̏̈̀̿̒͂͌̽̀͒͂̕͘̕̚̚̕͝͝͝͝͠͝­̧̢̧̖͓̞̳̙͖̹̯̠͕͚̹͜ ̴̢̛̰̗͔̰̖̥̤̘̀̆̂̾̎̀́̍̏͆̐̈́́̆͆̾̅̀̽̽́̓̊͑͆̿̕͝ͅ ̴̪̘͕̲̒͋͌́̒̅̀̆̔͆͋́̈́̎͐͌̇̂͛̔͛͊̍͒̐̀̿̾̎́̀͒̉̏̏̂͗̎̉͆̏̏̈́̏̾̓̔̆̔̚̚̕̚͜͝͝͝͠͠͝­̧̨̧̨̧̨̢̢̧̧̤̰̙͖͕͈̫̙̮̞̤̥͉̮͍̮̭̦͓͓͚͚̱͖̘̣̹͉̯̞͇̫̤̣̱̦͙͖̫̣͈̗̖͔ ̶̡̨̡̙̙͔̬͓̤̦̰̦͚͇͙̹̤͇͔̫̟̞͚͎̞͍̹̦̦̩̝̪̙̥͒̑̉͋̚͜͜͝͠ͅ ̸̧̨̧̧̨̛̖͈̖͖̺͔̟̼̜̦͖̘̩̦̬̗͕̰̩̖̰̞̙̹̰̹̬͆̎̎̿̾̍͊̕͠ͅ ̴̨̛̭̙̝̞̤̪̯̝̩͉̞̘̪̟̝͎̬̋͋̄̔̔̑̽̎͂̈́̍̎͐́̋̂̅͐͐͗̓̈̆͊͌̌̃͌͑͋͛͂̈́͂̍̐̽̃̀͛͘̕͠͠͝­̧͙̭̠̟̬͔͎̭̦̤͇̮͜͜ ̷̛̛̬̲͉̖̼̘̞̼̯̦̘̪̠͚̠̖̗͙͍̳̖̣̲̦͙̑̓̐̀̐̆̑̓͌̄͛͆̈̃̑̅̒̒̈́̓̂̂́̄̓̔̉̅͆̏̾͗̓̉͘͝ͅ­̢̨̧͔̜̲̪̭͖̹̹͖͚̦̺̤̟ ̸̢̡̛͇͖͖͚́͊͐̐͐͒͂̍̑̀̆͋̄͛͑̃̂͛̽͗́̋́̓̅̎͊́͋̊̾̈̉̒̑̌͛́̈́͗̋̆͆̿̚̕̚͘͝͝͝ ̴̛̛̝̤̬̗̪͍̙̻̰̮̖̮̺̮̼͓͎̼̜̪̲̲̪̗̞͋͑̉̅̉͐̍̉̑͂͑̅̑̐̿̀̐̈́̒̎͆̈͘̕̕͘͘͜͜͝ ̴̛̛͚̙̩͎͙͉̦̖͈̖͈͎̱̲̯̳̝̞͚͖̜͉̊͛̓̐͗͊̿̓̋̀̄̄͛̇͌̍̿͑̓͆̃̓̎͋̇͛̑͂͗̆̀̍͌̂̈͐̈̾̚͝­̧̺͉̥͍̻̦̗̙ ̸̛̛̟̩̱̭͙͚͇̥̖̦̺͉̺͂̀̓͒͑̄͛́͑̑͆̅̀͊̍̋̈͋̉̄̓̃̈̿̓̅́̓́͆̊̾̎̿̐̚̚͝͝͝ ̶̧̢̡̛̻͚̺̫͉̮̗̩̠̭̗͖̖̮͙̖̩͙̫͇͚͎̀̇̊̉̿͗̀͆̋̔͊̽̈́̈͂͆̆́̚̚̕͘̕̚͠͝͝͝ ̵̨̛̛̫̱͎̩͖̯͚̮̳̪͙͖̲̤̘͌͌̀̐́̇͒͂͌̊̌̎̍̀̀̇͛͗̈͋͂̍̽̈́͒̋̾̂̅͂̅̈̎̀̽̋́̃͘̕͘͠͝͝͝͠­̱̝͈̝̩̦͙̞̺̲̦͜ ̶̨̨̢̛͖̺̙̙̬̦̙͔̠͖̝̬͂͌̌̅͐̆͛̅͛̀͂͗͛̐̓̿̆̋͗̑̓͛͑̈́̆̎̃̈́̏͑̓͛̈̂̕̕͜͠͝͠ͅͅ ̷̢̢̡͍͇̹͍͔̖͍̤̦̪͈͙̘̠̞̹̗̥͔͖͔͉̘̗̬̹͔̯̮̤̦̼̘̹̬͓̺͎̩͓̮̅͂̄͛͑̇̂̌͋̎̓̊̓͂̏̄̓̎̚͝­̧̢͉̠̭ ̶̡̛̛̮͉̣͇̫̣̙͕̤̻͉̦͙̻̙͙̪̠͔͈̭͈̑̃̅̀́̃͊́̇̈́̓̽͐͆̓͒͗͂̈̑̓̊̎̐͌̋́͂̋̀͒͋̈́̀́́͝͠͝­̢͍̖͇̞̳̦͓̤͖͔̲̙̠͓͜͜ͅ ̵̢̛̛̝̰̫͕̩̻̘͈̹͙͕̗̩͓͓͕̖̫̇̓͗͋́̊̆͂̌̅̓̃̾̓̇́̕̚͝͝ͅ
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-elixir- Jun 20
I lay in the embrace
Of the grass,
As my heart
Leaps euphoric,
To absorb the light,
The celestial glory,
From the heavenly
abode of stars,
Above me, in the sky.
I wanna dance in the light with the brightest star.
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