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When silence hovers thick as fog in verdant hollows, the echoless valleys conspire with untold dreams and shadows, filtering cries of yesteryear's whispers backward; gripping regardless of oak-set rightful roots. - Lila Masterson When silence hovers thick as fog in verdant hollows, the echoless valleys conspire with untold dreams and shadows, filtering cries of yesteryear's whispers backward; gripping regardless of oak-set rightful roots. - Lila Masterson When silence hovers thick as fog in verdant hollows, the echoless valleys conspire with untold dreams and shadows, filtering cries of yesteryear's whispers backward; gripping regardless of oak-set rightful roots. - Lila Masterson