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Amid whispers of rustling leaves and the distant anguish of glacier creaks, nature writes her melodies in unrecorded terms, inviting our souls to map the unexplored territories of sound. - Lena Hartfield Amid whispers of rustling leaves and the distant anguish of glacier creaks, nature writes her melodies in unrecorded terms, inviting our souls to map the unexplored territories of sound. - Lena Hartfield Amid whispers of rustling leaves and the distant anguish of glacier creaks, nature writes her melodies in unrecorded terms, inviting our souls to map the unexplored territories of sound. - Lena Hartfield