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Among whispering leaves grows the story of existence, where not all cries for sunlight belong to the swift and the outgoing; something introspective observes locomotion beyond intention--a consciousness deep rooted. - Aria LongHeath Among whispering leaves grows the story of existence, where not all cries for sunlight belong to the swift and the outgoing; something introspective observes locomotion beyond intention--a consciousness deep rooted. - Aria LongHeath Among whispering leaves grows the story of existence, where not all cries for sunlight belong to the swift and the outgoing; something introspective observes locomotion beyond intention--a consciousness deep rooted. - Aria LongHeath