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The soul often dances in the void, crafting its unurling grace from rays of thumping slumbers held where attention falters. The art of longing in the mumble of presence speaks volumes louder than brimming applause. - Elara Thorne The soul often dances in the void, crafting its unurling grace from rays of thumping slumbers held where attention falters. The art of longing in the mumble of presence speaks volumes louder than brimming applause. - Elara Thorne The soul often dances in the void, crafting its unurling grace from rays of thumping slumbers held where attention falters. The art of longing in the mumble of presence speaks volumes louder than brimming applause. - Elara Thorne