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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ⊹ ֹ𝓕inally, tens of months have passed, hundreds of days have passed.
Happy level up 17 month old 𝐑𝐄𝐗𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑! Thousands of stories have been written, on a formless sheet of paper. The old atmosphere keeps changing no one will last forever, they are all mortal.
Hopefully in the future it will be even better, especially in terms of solidarity, embracing each other without any differences. Like the sky that is always changing but will still come back at the appointed time, like a generation that keeps changing leaving very meaningful memories. We have all been separated by busyness but reunited by longing. So each generation will definitely take turns and take turns getting a new circle of friends because the old one has become a busy person. Whatever happens,
hopefully REXVENDER will always be one, always be able to bring together sad stories or laughs. we exist to embrace each other, share the spice of life or just get rid of fatigue ✦
