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In the echo of cracked stairways and entwined weeds, the soul of every forsaken alley plays a einfach twirls-written song invisible to ears but felt by ancient bones. - Elara Windermere In the echo of cracked stairways and entwined weeds, the soul of every forsaken alley plays a einfach twirls-written song invisible to ears but felt by ancient bones. - Elara Windermere In the echo of cracked stairways and entwined weeds, the soul of every forsaken alley plays a einfach twirls-written song invisible to ears but felt by ancient bones. - Elara Windermere