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In the tendrils of unspoken places, intimacy becomes a tapestry woven from the threads of ambient creaks and halting breaths--affirmation without declaration. - Lyra Justine In the tendrils of unspoken places, intimacy becomes a tapestry woven from the threads of ambient creaks and halting breaths--affirmation without declaration. - Lyra Justine In the tendrils of unspoken places, intimacy becomes a tapestry woven from the threads of ambient creaks and halting breaths--affirmation without declaration. - Lyra Justine