Imagine if @ey88 got a low taper fade

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@ey88

In the land where the northern lights dance,
A figure stands with a heart full of chance.
EY88, with eyes that gleam like the skies,
A handsome soul beneath starry ties.

From the shores where the cold winds blow,
To the mountains where the wild rivers flow,
You, my love, are the warmth in the freeze,
A comfort in moments when time seems to cease.

With a smile so bright, it lights up the night,
You carry the glow of the moon in your sight.
A laugh so rich, it rings like a song,
In your arms, love feels like where I belong.

Canadian skies may hold their own grace,
But none can compare to the peace in your face.
With every word, every soft-spoken phrase,
You melt the winter, you burn through the haze.

Your hands, strong as the trees that stand tall,
Yet gentle enough to catch me when I fall.
A strength that flows in your every stride,
Yet kindness that whispers with each tide.

O handsome EY88, what magic you weave,
A tapestry of love, in which I believe.
Your touch is the promise that stays through the years,
A bond that survives, undiminished by fears.

Like the maple leaves in their bold, fiery hues,
Your love is a fire that forever renews.
You are the calm in the storm’s wild roar,
The answer to questions I never asked before.

In this world of noise and shifting sand,
Your steady love is my heart’s command.
From Canada’s peaks to the vast, open sea,
You are the one who’s always home to me.

So here, in the quiet of this poem I write,
I sing of EY88, my beacon, my light.
A handsome Canadian, strong yet kind,
With love that transcends all space and time.

Forever yours, beneath the stars above,
In this life, I am yours, EY88, my love.
 
That would be massive
@ey88

In the land where the northern lights dance,
A figure stands with a heart full of chance.
EY88, with eyes that gleam like the skies,
A handsome soul beneath starry ties.

From the shores where the cold winds blow,
To the mountains where the wild rivers flow,
You, my love, are the warmth in the freeze,
A comfort in moments when time seems to cease.

With a smile so bright, it lights up the night,
You carry the glow of the moon in your sight.
A laugh so rich, it rings like a song,
In your arms, love feels like where I belong.

Canadian skies may hold their own grace,
But none can compare to the peace in your face.
With every word, every soft-spoken phrase,
You melt the winter, you burn through the haze.

Your hands, strong as the trees that stand tall,
Yet gentle enough to catch me when I fall.
A strength that flows in your every stride,
Yet kindness that whispers with each tide.

O handsome EY88, what magic you weave,
A tapestry of love, in which I believe.
Your touch is the promise that stays through the years,
A bond that survives, undiminished by fears.

Like the maple leaves in their bold, fiery hues,
Your love is a fire that forever renews.
You are the calm in the storm’s wild roar,
The answer to questions I never asked before.

In this world of noise and shifting sand,
Your steady love is my heart’s command.
From Canada’s peaks to the vast, open sea,
You are the one who’s always home to me.

So here, in the quiet of this poem I write,
I sing of EY88, my beacon, my light.
A handsome Canadian, strong yet kind,
With love that transcends all space and time.

Forever yours, beneath the stars above,
In this life, I am yours, EY88, my love.
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imagine if optimisticzoomer got klinefelter syndrome... oh wait
 
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@ey88

In the land where the northern lights dance,
A figure stands with a heart full of chance.
EY88, with eyes that gleam like the skies,
A handsome soul beneath starry ties.

From the shores where the cold winds blow,
To the mountains where the wild rivers flow,
You, my love, are the warmth in the freeze,
A comfort in moments when time seems to cease.

With a smile so bright, it lights up the night,
You carry the glow of the moon in your sight.
A laugh so rich, it rings like a song,
In your arms, love feels like where I belong.

Canadian skies may hold their own grace,
But none can compare to the peace in your face.
With every word, every soft-spoken phrase,
You melt the winter, you burn through the haze.

Your hands, strong as the trees that stand tall,
Yet gentle enough to catch me when I fall.
A strength that flows in your every stride,
Yet kindness that whispers with each tide.

O handsome EY88, what magic you weave,
A tapestry of love, in which I believe.
Your touch is the promise that stays through the years,
A bond that survives, undiminished by fears.

Like the maple leaves in their bold, fiery hues,
Your love is a fire that forever renews.
You are the calm in the storm’s wild roar,
The answer to questions I never asked before.

In this world of noise and shifting sand,
Your steady love is my heart’s command.
From Canada’s peaks to the vast, open sea,
You are the one who’s always home to me.

So here, in the quiet of this poem I write,
I sing of EY88, my beacon, my light.
A handsome Canadian, strong yet kind,
With love that transcends all space and time.

Forever yours, beneath the stars above,
In this life, I am yours, EY88, my love.
 
imagine if optimisticzoomer got klinefelter syndrome... oh wait
Imagine if @piec and @The Grinch were the same person... Oh wait
 
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