Snow falls gently covering the ground.
Footsteps wrap around alleys and back ways.
The winter wind whips through the tree tops.
Just another ghost in this abandoned college town.
A lost soul just traveling through.
A loveless winter wonderland.
So quiet you can hear your own thoughts echo.
A train barrels through the night in the distance.
A lonely train horn filling the crisp, night air.
Turning the corner and disappearing into the night as stars twinkle above.
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