Still holding the note in my hand, a silence crawls around me in which even the faintest of sounds echoes in the small town I used to call home. For a moment, remains of a melody ring from the depths…
Still holding the note in my hand, a silence crawls around me in which even the faintest of sounds echoes in the small town I used to call home. For a moment, remains of a melody ring from the depths…
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