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Ghost Town

The fear of loneliness haunts my soul

A tumbleweed gently rolls by, pushed by a gentle breeze across weeds growing in cracks through an abandoned street, covered by years of silt and dust. Walking along, cold reminders of past lives reveal themselves:Pieces of railroad track lie broken,where once was a major entryway bringing in supplies and new neighbors...The shell of an old tavern, once the center of town, entertaining friends and creating new lovers...A r...