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Within the echo of a tiny cough or a fresh flower handed in silence lies the soft music of forgotten gestures that habits shovel into the cyclical monotony. - Amara Staton Within the echo of a tiny cough or a fresh flower handed in silence lies the soft music of forgotten gestures that habits shovel into the cyclical monotony. - Amara Staton Within the echo of a tiny cough or a fresh flower handed in silence lies the soft music of forgotten gestures that habits shovel into the cyclical monotony. - Amara Staton