Take my hand and place it to your ear and tell me if you can feel the funeral notes playing.
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The Gingerbread Chronicles: A Coffeeshop Memoir
General FictionFaintly whispered confessions admitted quietly inside of a dimly lit abandoned coffeeshop after the midnight hours night after night.
Coffeeshop Confessions #18
Take my hand and place it to your ear and tell me if you can feel the funeral notes playing.
