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In the palate of evening, pastel sunsets swirl the memories of the day's warmth into fleeting pigments, transient yet eternal; personal invitations to the miracle of quiet endings. - Isabel Wright In the palate of evening, pastel sunsets swirl the memories of the day's warmth into fleeting pigments, transient yet eternal; personal invitations to the miracle of quiet endings. - Isabel Wright In the palate of evening, pastel sunsets swirl the memories of the day's warmth into fleeting pigments, transient yet eternal; personal invitations to the miracle of quiet endings. - Isabel Wright