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In the whispered melodies of leaves and the rhythmic dialogue of geese, we unearth an arrhythmic symphony; where the mind finds a compass set against the undrawn maps of our inherent delight. - Lucian Gray In the whispered melodies of leaves and the rhythmic dialogue of geese, we unearth an arrhythmic symphony; where the mind finds a compass set against the undrawn maps of our inherent delight. - Lucian Gray In the whispered melodies of leaves and the rhythmic dialogue of geese, we unearth an arrhythmic symphony; where the mind finds a compass set against the undrawn maps of our inherent delight. - Lucian Gray