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An evening stroll acts as the whispering Wind of Reflection, gently stirring the mind while mingling shadows with shimmering thoughts. - Clara Friedman An evening stroll acts as the whispering Wind of Reflection, gently stirring the mind while mingling shadows with shimmering thoughts. - Clara Friedman An evening stroll acts as the whispering Wind of Reflection, gently stirring the mind while mingling shadows with shimmering thoughts. - Clara Friedman