Ghost Town

The town I live in is populated by ghosts. We can change our faces and our bodies. We can become ghosts of who we were, never to come back. How many people are you? A ghost of himself. The "other" ghosts move around my vision. Some of them are golden light others black and white.

In the new world I'm hobbled like a horse with a bad shoe. Only we might need to amputate the entire hoof. I'm a ghost of myself. There are other Annas out there I know it and we even look alike.

I don't mind. I don't miiiiiiiiiiind. March march march. Nasty af.


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