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As I walked the city streets of Nashville I realized I was surrounded by ghosts 
 Beneath the neon clad celebrity bars were the ghosts of trendy artists 
And the memories of thousands of celebrations 

 Beneath the boarded up storefronts were the ghosts of businesses past 
And the memories of dreams forsaken 

 Beneath the echoes of historic venues were the ghosts of the legends 
 And the memories of iconic performances 

 Beneath the facade of dive bars were the ghosts of desperation 
And the memories of times gone by 

 Beneath the walls of 19th century tenements were the ghosts of folks who lived there
And the memories of their own vivid lives 

 Beneath the shadows of sentinels guarding the skyline Were the ghosts of centuries of liveliness 
And the memories of the past 

 Nashville is a city of ghosts

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