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Brushed by fleeting soulmates, our hearts bloom in vivid hues, known only for their ashes, eternal in their transience. - Sylvie Mercer Brushed by fleeting soulmates, our hearts bloom in vivid hues, known only for their ashes, eternal in their transience. - Sylvie Mercer Brushed by fleeting soulmates, our hearts bloom in vivid hues, known only for their ashes, eternal in their transience. - Sylvie Mercer