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ECHOES OF THE UNSEEN: π§Ώ
γ €γ €THERE'S SOMETHING
γ €γ €ABOUT THE SILENCE
γ € AT 3AM /. HOW IT
γ € HUMS LOUDER THAN
ANY SCREAM?
γ €Weβve learned that joy can take
strange shapes, like laughter
echoing from an empty hallway,
or the clink of silverware.
ββββββββββββββββββββ
Our shadows across the hallway, @TheWilkins & @CorwellWorld We raise a glass... if the glass doesnβt shatter first. You donβt just enter a home, you haunt it with footsteps that vanish, and lullabies no one remembers singing.
ββββββββββββββββββββ
ππͺ¬.. Cryptic messages on fogged mirrors, and memories youβre sure are yours. All the cold spots and camcorder static from the beyond,
πΏ. @PARANOVRMAL.
γ €γ €THERE'S SOMETHING
γ €γ €ABOUT THE SILENCE
γ € AT 3AM /. HOW IT
γ € HUMS LOUDER THAN
ANY SCREAM?
γ €Weβve learned that joy can take
strange shapes, like laughter
echoing from an empty hallway,
or the clink of silverware.
ββββββββββββββββββββ
Our shadows across the hallway, @TheWilkins & @CorwellWorld We raise a glass... if the glass doesnβt shatter first. You donβt just enter a home, you haunt it with footsteps that vanish, and lullabies no one remembers singing.
ββββββββββββββββββββ
ππͺ¬.. Cryptic messages on fogged mirrors, and memories youβre sure are yours. All the cold spots and camcorder static from the beyond,
πΏ. @PARANOVRMAL.