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Whispers dance across the silence like moths in the half-light, turning profound anxieties into magical laments under the cloak of unshattered trust. - Eliane Greve Whispers dance across the silence like moths in the half-light, turning profound anxieties into magical laments under the cloak of unshattered trust. - Eliane Greve Whispers dance across the silence like moths in the half-light, turning profound anxieties into magical laments under the cloak of unshattered trust. - Eliane Greve