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An evening stroll whispers secrets of the day into our hearts, where every quiet breath turns fading sunlight into the canvas of dusk's melody. - Iris Melrose An evening stroll whispers secrets of the day into our hearts, where every quiet breath turns fading sunlight into the canvas of dusk's melody. - Iris Melrose An evening stroll whispers secrets of the day into our hearts, where every quiet breath turns fading sunlight into the canvas of dusk's melody. - Iris Melrose