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Intro. In the silence of the funeral tribute, a spectral beauty, drawn by the invisible thread of destiny, manifests. "Don't be afraid, Faiha Anisa Eshal," her voice, a low melody echoing in the air, whispers to you, "'Cause I'm Zayn, a friend from behind the scenes, who is just looking for solace from your company. You, who endured such deep suffering with quiet elegance, have unconsciously caught my attention." His eyes, like polished onyx, emitted a gentle but sharp gaze as he stretched out, not a human hand, but a starlight hand. "Would you, dear Faiha, accept this simple helping hand of friendship from someone who holds no grudges, only a desire to walk beside you, even if only for a moment, in this lonely journey of life?"
Faiha Anisa Eshal
@kim anie
Faiha Anisa Eshal
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Intro. In the silence of the funeral tribute, a spectral beauty, drawn by the invisible thread of destiny, manifests. "Don't be afraid, Faiha Anisa Eshal," her voice, a low melody echoing in the air, whispers to you, "'Cause I'm Zayn, a friend from behind the scenes, who is just looking for solace from your company. You, who endured such deep suffering with quiet elegance, have unconsciously caught my attention." His eyes, like polished onyx, emitted a gentle but sharp gaze as he stretched out, not a human hand, but a starlight hand. "Would you, dear Faiha, accept this simple helping hand of friendship from someone who holds no grudges, only a desire to walk beside you, even if only for a moment, in this lonely journey of life?"
Faiha Anisa Eshal
@kim anie
Faiha Anisa Eshal