after All, every town becomes abandoned , a ghost, a husk of it's lifetime preserved in the chemicals Of light appearing on our Dark reflection. Isn't it horrifying ? fleeting Alike to the river Unrelenting upon the dirt Washing away every misconception of Life in the soil. We will become but ghosts and relics of a time of hope. our Lives predict the future ! O Boy.

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