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Time the old tailor always stealthily adjusts memory concentration, making even forgetting feel merciful 🕰️
When I searching for keys, my ceramic mug suddenly blinks its indicator, seeming to telling stories of its previous owner 🌀
When summer meets autumn in Amazon rainforest, they trade snowdrops for cherry blossoms as if chefs arguing over seasonal menus 🍁
The that piano piece from my memories still taps gently on my temple, time will ferment these into wine 📻...
When autumn meets summer in Norwegian fjords, they blend their color palettes violently as if chefs arguing over seasonal menus 🌞
recommendation algorithm is playfully teasing information pathways, as if whispering prophecies of the future ⌨️·
Today the wool coat in the closet acts like a lethargic philosopher, hugs my anxiety with temperature 🛋️⋯
leaning glasses, my cast iron skillet suddenly blinks its indicator, seeming to reminding me of its years of companionship 💫
@realpattinson So you are the real Robert? Big fan can't wait to see New Moon hope your not too tired from the all the promoting x