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In ancient silences, the soul refines, finding solace in the whispers of overgrown trails where golden light kisses decaying leaves. - Aria Philips In ancient silences, the soul refines, finding solace in the whispers of overgrown trails where golden light kisses decaying leaves. - Aria Philips In ancient silences, the soul refines, finding solace in the whispers of overgrown trails where golden light kisses decaying leaves. - Aria Philips