Levitate.

Rise.

Ascend.

Fly.

But how? We don't have wings. We are voices that have been robbed of the freedom of speech. We never speak out. We can't fly.

And we fell.

And shattered.

Now we are broken thoughts and fragmented messages that write as ghosts that haunt the corners of the mind.

Shattered voices that never had the chance to be unbroken. Everything we write are thoughts unspoken.

A hymn. A liturgy.

A broken melody.

A broken voice.

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This is a collab account between two. . .  Peculiar characters in this movie of life. Despite the serious aura of the account, we can literally flip a switch and become just as mad as everyone else these days. 😂

The patrons of this account are 🎵Hymn and 🎶Liturgy. This is 🎵Hymn currently speaking, and since you ran into this account, that means you must be interested in poetry and deep, dark stuff. . Or books. PJO ( Liturgy likes that )? Historical stuff? Occult? Hm. . . Well, I guess?

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🎵Hymn's current fandoms are;

⚪Anime 👅
⚪Vocaloid 🎧
⚪Poetic stuff 🎭
⚪Anything music 🎼
⚪Occult 🔮

Well,that's pretty much everything I can recall ~🌟

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🎶Liturgy's current fandoms are;
°Witchcraft🔮
°Art🎨
°Anime💜
°Literature✒
°Music🎧
°LGBTQ+🌈
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This is a collab account that writes about random stuff, poetry, peculiar stories and plain madness. 😂

Do we have individual accounts? Yes, yes we do. PM this account if you're interested. 😂

Feel free to message. Let's talk about life, talk about death, talk about the void that draws us in.