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In the warmth of silence, unheard stirrings become whispers of logic, often sidelined by chaos; such is the divine calling of thoughts lying unvoiced, waiting. - Alice Primrose In the warmth of silence, unheard stirrings become whispers of logic, often sidelined by chaos; such is the divine calling of thoughts lying unvoiced, waiting. - Alice Primrose In the warmth of silence, unheard stirrings become whispers of logic, often sidelined by chaos; such is the divine calling of thoughts lying unvoiced, waiting. - Alice Primrose