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Within the silent echoes of chaos, flowers of language sometimes bloom without intention, whispering secrets of inexhstitute grip. - Liza Hawthorne Within the silent echoes of chaos, flowers of language sometimes bloom without intention, whispering secrets of inexhstitute grip. - Liza Hawthorne Within the silent echoes of chaos, flowers of language sometimes bloom without intention, whispering secrets of inexhstitute grip. - Liza Hawthorne