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my brother and i used to knock on the walls at night because our rooms were next to each other. 

after i came back from the funeral, i still heard the knocking.

𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨Tempat cerita menjadi hidup. Temukan sekarang