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When two souls touch under the tailwinds of conversation, fleeting fragments of potential become the piercing laughter of chance profound; it's a tapestry trapped in an infinite exhale. - Theodora Sylvester When two souls touch under the tailwinds of conversation, fleeting fragments of potential become the piercing laughter of chance profound; it's a tapestry trapped in an infinite exhale. - Theodora Sylvester When two souls touch under the tailwinds of conversation, fleeting fragments of potential become the piercing laughter of chance profound; it's a tapestry trapped in an infinite exhale. - Theodora Sylvester