Dear Lynny, one hath made a poem for you entitled "Dawn of the Starry Night". I hope you'll find it lovely. Dusk befalls upon us, Our world begins to slumber, Now beneath a celestial veil, Yet it remains empty. The dark sky stretches on like a blank canvas, But what's a canvas but to be painted on? You held your brush and painted the stars, Each stars carries our memories, Each stroke forms constellations, Each constellations tells our stories. The night sky now serene in beauty, We bask at the starry night and gaze the stars, Every shimmering star mirrors our moments, In this celestial lake, contentment we are.

Dear Lynny, I hope this letter finds you well. I trust thy pursuit of art hath been successful. I truly love the painting that you hath made for me, it perfectly encapsulate my very image. How have you been lately? One has heard of the news that your nation's annual examinations are nigh. Pray tell, hath your studies been well? It is one's sincere hope that you'll deliver your utmost performance this exam. Don't push yourself too hard now dear. ( ˊ.ᴗˋ ) I have been watching a dramatic film lately, entitled "Arcane", it has a very intriguing story, showcasing the harsh reality of inequality between a wealthy city and a poor city, and how it negatively affects the lives of the citizens in both sides. This shall provide valuable insights on how the crown should rule a kingdom. Finally, I'm eager to hear your recent stories. I'll be awaiting your letter.

To the utmost extent, keep to tranquility. All things are at work, I watch their return. Everything flourishes, each returns to its root. Returning to the root is called tranquility, tranquility is called returning to one's destiny. Returning to one's destiny is the eternal law. To know the eternal law is enlightenment. Not knowing the eternal law leads to disaster. Knowing the eternal law, one can be tolerant. Being tolerant, one can be impartial. Being impartial, one can be kingly. Being kingly, one can be in tune with nature. Being in tune with nature, one can be in accord with the Tao. Being in accord with the Tao, one can last forever, even after the body decays.

Your grasp of artistry is dazzling, fascinating, mesmerizing, and most importantly, it attracts the attention of Her Majesty.

I'm here to praise you of your spectacular aptitude for colours and hue, thy doth possess a honed skill of colouring any form of parchment, such as giving lovely colours to people whom you met, such as myself specifically. ( ˊ.ᴗˋ )

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hhey ure like super cool and and and cool and ANNND cool liekl WOAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ure so cool vro.............. btw ure cooel..........................

LYNNNN BIG FAN GOBBLES U, I love ur horses 🐎

lynn, your horses are pretty eats your pony

(I WAS JOKING IDM MUCH)

No /hj

i dont know

Esos brazos cruzados Y ese ceño enojado Me tienen intrigado Me intimidas, ¿qué hago? Y si das un paso, me pones a llorar Y si caminas más, al suelo voy a dar -Ar, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah No me mires con esos ojos (que me) Me deslumbras (que me), me derrumbas No me mires con esos ojos (porque) Te lo doy todo, ni modo No me mires con esos ojos que (que me) Me derrites (que me), me trasmites La vergüenza del sol, quien en su resplandor Se ve opacado A tu lado Se escucha una melodía El canto de esa niña Y burbujea la sangre Que corre por mis venas Y apenas si me ves Me tumbas del impacto y te echas a reír Me da un paro cardíaco Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh No me mires con esos ojos (que me) Me deslumbras (que me), me derrumbas No me mires con esos ojos (porque) Te lo doy todo, ni modo No me mires con esos ojos que (que me) Me derrites (que me), me trasmites La vergüenza del sol, quien en su resplandor Se ve opacado A tu lado No me mires con esos ojos Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah

Hii your skins r so pRETTY WHAATT