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In the illuminate dark of our existence, where the rustles of memories forge whispers of longing and loss, only then do we learn to glide earnestly between dejection and diamonds crafted from echoes. - Clea Grimwald In the illuminate dark of our existence, where the rustles of memories forge whispers of longing and loss, only then do we learn to glide earnestly between dejection and diamonds crafted from echoes. - Clea Grimwald In the illuminate dark of our existence, where the rustles of memories forge whispers of longing and loss, only then do we learn to glide earnestly between dejection and diamonds crafted from echoes. - Clea Grimwald