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In the realm of spontaneity, tranquility becomes a language unspoken, where soul finds rhythm not in attempting, but in allowing the forgotten whispers of nature to guide our being. - Cecily Roset In the realm of spontaneity, tranquility becomes a language unspoken, where soul finds rhythm not in attempting, but in allowing the forgotten whispers of nature to guide our being. - Cecily Roset In the realm of spontaneity, tranquility becomes a language unspoken, where soul finds rhythm not in attempting, but in allowing the forgotten whispers of nature to guide our being. - Cecily Roset