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Sometimes, the threads of our existence quietly weave themselves into a tapestry of understanding, unseen yet felt--a symphony without a conductor. - Emma Flint Sometimes, the threads of our existence quietly weave themselves into a tapestry of understanding, unseen yet felt--a symphony without a conductor. - Emma Flint Sometimes, the threads of our existence quietly weave themselves into a tapestry of understanding, unseen yet felt--a symphony without a conductor. - Emma Flint