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Ashes combined together in panaromas, craving human touch. Hollow but somehow full too. The memories are adorned in goodbyes, bittersweet. We’re putting faith in these freezing moments to envision the eternity we’ve longed: @PimoireBot.
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Flickering in wonder at the sight we’d longed to behold—to embrace without entwined in bounded time. Sometimes, we often forgets how cherished potraits could be in our lives. It records the breaths and deaths of human beings before the final farewell was uttered. Just snapshots, but they comprise a sense of wonder. Something lingered, refusing to be forgotten for ages. Perhaps.. Others feel the same, that abundance sparks come to capture every second of moment we clutch.

SUNLIT SUMMERS, WINTER’S GLOW, BUT IT KEEPS SHROUDED IN MEMORIES. AS THEY WALK MORE (04—06) KNOW THE PATTERN.

In this instant, an invitation placed: to cherish the second through lens of memory. Though moments may be temporary, our hearts will hold them dear. It remains still permanently. (Wander, https://t.me/+b7k-ibdHQIVlMWNl.)

　　　　　　　　　　21ST DECEMBER,
　　　　　　　 　　　UNKNOWN YEAR.
　
02.04.202512:24
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30.03.202516:25
📝 Tick-tack! The wind blows by itself. Searching for a route, but remaining trapped in a nostalgic photograph that could never be replicated. Here, we stand: @PIMOIRE. So, would you love to help fill this board with Make it Hurt? Much obliged.

👤 What moments do you think it's worth to be entirely erased from your memories?

👤 Which one's their used to be favorite picture of yours?

👤 The most hurting reason to ever broke up with someone?

👤 Does it ever hurt you to look at their muse’s pict?

👤 What’s the worst experience in your relationship back then?

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29.03.202512:31
Salah siapa RP baru bangkit malah bikin circle...? Benar, salah kami. 🤍
29.03.202512:28
tolong join, kami gak punya teman 😭
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Joinyukjoinjoin.
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29.03.202504:11
29.03.202504:11
　
Treasures that feel close, but seem far away. Love and sorrow, side by side—hiding behind frames and papers that hold memories for every delicate souls. Frozen in perpetuation, capturing the diaphanous seconds of the world. Torn between hope and despair. The photographed memories are unchangeable, beyond the destiny’s reach. Even if it lasts only for a moment. Though dusty and worn, these portraitures still clench an allure that fascinates and sweeps heart back in time.

Filling untaken corners of space, something that never fades. Tamed in past and present. Between despondence and catastrophe, this paper will be engraved in the reverie. Those whispers echoed the same, never lost in the obscuration. A place constantly available to reach. Here, the captured scenes are curated like a mountain, searching for meaning that has been lost. Perhaps, it’s eclipsed by time, though, the memories within remain truthful, lingering through life, even in turbulence.

　　　　　Oh… It keeps guiding
　　　　　something memorable!
　
29.03.202504:11
　
Spend years curating an album, where stories and memories intertwined.

　　　　 SHALL WE OPEN THE ALBUM? ✉️

In memories where farewell was unspoken, swept up among the tide upon amusement. However, it simply passed by, abandoning the souls that has remained there. Burning away like papers. The camera consistently shows up, signaling that those enthralling reminiscences could be transcended into something precious and forever cherished. Not entombed in nowhere nor drowned by the barbarous world. Some things change, disremembering the past, but some things remain constant. Unchangeable. Framed.
　
29.03.202504:00
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