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The whispers of our ancestors are like winds through ancient forests--impressing fallen leaves yet etching indelible stories in the contours of our being. - Althea Mercer The whispers of our ancestors are like winds through ancient forests--impressing fallen leaves yet etching indelible stories in the contours of our being. - Althea Mercer The whispers of our ancestors are like winds through ancient forests--impressing fallen leaves yet etching indelible stories in the contours of our being. - Althea Mercer