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In the untouched hour before the reopening of dawn, the city holds its breath; within those silenced square blocks lies unforeseen poetry carved not in stone, but in shadows. - Elise Mitchell In the untouched hour before the reopening of dawn, the city holds its breath; within those silenced square blocks lies unforeseen poetry carved not in stone, but in shadows. - Elise Mitchell In the untouched hour before the reopening of dawn, the city holds its breath; within those silenced square blocks lies unforeseen poetry carved not in stone, but in shadows. - Elise Mitchell