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In the unspeaking stillness of daily existence, it is the mimosa that shyly leans into a wandering soul; those gossamer breezes threading lives revel in strangers unopened discoveries. - Elara Sutton In the unspeaking stillness of daily existence, it is the mimosa that shyly leans into a wandering soul; those gossamer breezes threading lives revel in strangers unopened discoveries. - Elara Sutton In the unspeaking stillness of daily existence, it is the mimosa that shyly leans into a wandering soul; those gossamer breezes threading lives revel in strangers unopened discoveries. - Elara Sutton