Your town is a town without a road.
Once
Travelers and vendors alike bustled within the village
But time has left its mark
And the people left
And the weeds overtook the town
And the buildings crumbled where great civilizations once stood
And statues were encased in vines
And the grass and moss grew everywhere the ground reached its sturdy fingers
A phantom road
But what is a town without a road?
And the town with no road
And the river with no life
And the house with no walls
Just
Stayed
Phantoms,
Empty
And
Alone
And
Still
For
They
Had
Been
Forgotten
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