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Martyrs of memory drift toward twilight, where canceled aspirations emerge fiercely unnamed, asking us intricately why they dwindled. - Elara Monroe Martyrs of memory drift toward twilight, where canceled aspirations emerge fiercely unnamed, asking us intricately why they dwindled. - Elara Monroe Martyrs of memory drift toward twilight, where canceled aspirations emerge fiercely unnamed, asking us intricately why they dwindled. - Elara Monroe