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In the gentle chaos of unformed thoughts lies the quiet freedom to soar; creation thrums like a finely tuned instrument that rules from harmony debris. - Lyra Avins In the gentle chaos of unformed thoughts lies the quiet freedom to soar; creation thrums like a finely tuned instrument that rules from harmony debris. - Lyra Avins In the gentle chaos of unformed thoughts lies the quiet freedom to soar; creation thrums like a finely tuned instrument that rules from harmony debris. - Lyra Avins