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In the still tendrils of trampled soil lie insignias of silence, beckoning aspiration polymerized by hope; it's in guarded unboasting that the soul elongates. - Livia Koehler In the still tendrils of trampled soil lie insignias of silence, beckoning aspiration polymerized by hope; it's in guarded unboasting that the soul elongates. - Livia Koehler In the still tendrils of trampled soil lie insignias of silence, beckoning aspiration polymerized by hope; it's in guarded unboasting that the soul elongates. - Livia Koehler