

GhostsFaded ghosts of happiness still linger on the air. Once laughter ran on childrens feet down every twisting turning street but now, theres no-one there.Ghosts
Faded ghosts of happiness tell of times long past. Once voices called from every side in a city many miles wide. And now, I am the last.
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