Saturday, July 7, 2007
Tonight, I'm alone in these wastelands, looking out my window at snowy streets.....a perfect silence inside, and outside, traffic sounds like ocean waves...the town is tucked into itself following the snowfall....near by, the big river is flowing cold and fast.... ghosts are dancing and singing in the abandoned hospital, where winter winds blow through empty rooms. . .somewhere, a young girl is staring intently at a computer screen, her fingers tapping keys..her mother has fallen asleep on the couch with the TV on, her face tired and worn....
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