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Like ocean waves crashing over polished stones, the memories of our past are woven into the fluid shapes of our dreams, where old hues reclaim eligibility in bright projections of seasons yet to come. - Elise Landry Like ocean waves crashing over polished stones, the memories of our past are woven into the fluid shapes of our dreams, where old hues reclaim eligibility in bright projections of seasons yet to come. - Elise Landry Like ocean waves crashing over polished stones, the memories of our past are woven into the fluid shapes of our dreams, where old hues reclaim eligibility in bright projections of seasons yet to come. - Elise Landry