The long morning after...
I haven't slept - it seems like days. Wandering Midtown in the half light, looking through dark glasses for ghosts in the gray damp morning where there are none. I grew so accustomed to them in Orlando - everywhere. Here, I am no longer haunted. I am the one haunting a city I've never really lived in since I moved here...
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I haven't slept - it seems like days. Wandering Midtown in the half light, looking through dark glasses for ghosts in the gray damp morning where there are none. I grew so accustomed to them in Orlando - everywhere. Here, I am no longer haunted. I am the one haunting a city I've never really lived in since I moved here...
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