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In realms where intentions narrowly slip through crescendos undetected, unmapped kindness surfaces, resurrecting fleeting laughter strangled beneath everyday fog. - Clara Brooks In realms where intentions narrowly slip through crescendos undetected, unmapped kindness surfaces, resurrecting fleeting laughter strangled beneath everyday fog. - Clara Brooks In realms where intentions narrowly slip through crescendos undetected, unmapped kindness surfaces, resurrecting fleeting laughter strangled beneath everyday fog. - Clara Brooks