For the fierce hearts who love in whispers and roars,
for those who carry storms softly inside-
you are seen, you are held, you are enough.
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Story by livingdeadgirl0
This is Not Goodbye: A Lost Record...
Some ghosts never really leave. Some promises refuse to stay buried.
In 1995, Dani Whitmore spent a summer th...
