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The slight morning dew dampens the black formal dress, Misty fog on the slate road, my father whispers low. Helplessness and resignation can only make things more cruel, Everything is for the path leading to the holy sanctuary.
I thought the ocean was blue, but when I went there today, I found it was all gray because the sky was full of dark clouds.
Guess if these images are real or if they're AI generated. Write your answers like this: A. real/fake B. C. D. Good luck!
Actually, sometimes I am a workaholic. Once I get into the zone, I forget about myself and keep working.
Happy easter 🐣 nice day for a walk
What's the first computer game you remember playing? I was obsessed with this pinball game Silverball! Anyone remember this? 😄
Recently, the gas fees for zkSync have become unreasonably expensive. As a poor person, I am very frustrated and upset
I am more suitable for singing sad songs, so I always feel a bit awkward when I go to KTV with others. They are all here to pursue happiness, while I bring sadness.
Why do Paris Saint-Germain fans have such resentment towards Messi? Really embarrassing
The Guild is considered to be particularly bad project in web3! It has been more than a year, and stupid bugs often occur. Teams that are not diligent and don't strive for improvement won't survive for long.
💜 Thanks fren 💜
I want to go skateboarding now
Happy April Fools' Day
New York Without Me by @saraphillips.lens Open edition live at 0.005 ETH. 18 hours to mint before price goes up. https://www.sound.xyz/saraphillips/new-york-without-me
Today I completed research on several zksync projects.
Should Lens be on its own network or rollup?
ARB $10 soon!
Have you ever seen the sun at 4 a.m. in Los Angeles
Hard to imagine What happens if ChatGpt continues to grow
I noticed that lens doesn't have translation If add it, the product will be better
One of my favorite 4x4s is the Black Spider
01:20 Why am I hungry again
I think I should go exercise before I get fat
I just want to get some rest
I think about you every day, every day So sweet that I began to believe in fate Thank gravity for letting me touch you
I want to have a helicopter I want to fly into space with you I want to melt with you Melt in the Milky Way
I'll write his finale with my own hand An Xiang is stained with black ink If evil is a gorgeous and cruel movement I'll write his finale with my own hand The light of the morning sun dries up the last line of sadness An Xiang is stained with black ink
I taste the last sip of the sweet truth Smile and think back, justice is just quietly done fiddle in thames If evil is a gorgeous and cruel movement
He pushed open the door, the evening wind shook the kerosene lamp for a while The typewriter stops at the murderer's name and I turn around The night sky at Westminster begins to boil Blooming in the chest gorgeous death
Across the swamp of humanity, who can really not be stained we can forget to forgive but must know the truth is moved The old iron bed, the last piece of the picture is finally put together I hear footsteps, moccasin heels of anticipation
Facts can only penetrate the soil without footprints Subtle and unexpected floral scents Deliberately conspicuous clothing Everyone wears a mask and lies for a different reason Motivation has only one name and that is desire
If evil is the music of splendour and cruelty (justice is the melancholy of despair) I'll write his end with my own hands (Then I'll light up the ashes) The morning light dries the last line of sadness (then the rain will wash away the dark wall) Black ink is stained with peace (the lights turn off and the red curtain drops)
The Illusion of Symbols on Jewelry Boxes Contradictions lead to the dead end he piled up Evidence is perfectly buried The corners of the mouth that mocked Scotland Yard turned up
Evil in Victoria's Moonlight Bloody Opening The missing pistol, the blackened cane Melted wax figure who is not present
The circle off Baker Street On the arm of a warrior in armor The iris insignia sparkled The sound of a driverless carriage calling late at night
1983 The alley was sunny in December Chapter 7 of Night The typewriter continues to advance to the next line heather pipe fog Float to Susan's Tree "Silence Cries to Me"
#Yasai good luck
There are only six days left in 2022
There are only six days left in 2022
Can Argentina win tonight?
An AAVE fam 👻 Halloween 🎃 treat for you to collect exclusive artwork on Lens. Drop your ghostly Halloween costume pictures here 😱 Wishing you a fun-filled Halloween with magical surprises!
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