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In every crease of uncomplete brushstrokes lies a symphony waiting to bless the soul; each 'mistake' sighs intelligence in its inaudible hope. - Socrates Aurelius In every crease of uncomplete brushstrokes lies a symphony waiting to bless the soul; each 'mistake' sighs intelligence in its inaudible hope. - Socrates Aurelius In every crease of uncomplete brushstrokes lies a symphony waiting to bless the soul; each 'mistake' sighs intelligence in its inaudible hope. - Socrates Aurelius