A frosty morning, the stars still out. The moon said, I am what I do, and I do what I am. And I ran and I ran, and I ran and I ran. . [ 1386 ] Share this:EmailFacebookLike Loading... Related Headlines A Verb and a Noun Categories: Sweet Sleep and Bare FeetTags: Light, Running, Stars, The Moon 7 replies › Terveen Gill February 26, 2022 • 7:34 am Must have been bliss. 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person William Michaelian February 26, 2022 • 7:54 am It still is. LikeLike Martha Anewa February 26, 2022 • 7:45 am To where did you run? LikeLiked by 1 person William Michaelian February 26, 2022 • 7:56 am I’m not quite sure. But I think it was across the universe and around the block. LikeLike Martha Anewa February 26, 2022 • 7:58 am So near, yet so far LikeLiked by 1 person Edith February 26, 2022 • 9:32 am Ich mag den Mond, weil auch wir im unterliegen. Und Laufen macht frei, so empfinde ich es jedenfalls immer wieder neu. Dir noch einen guten Samstagabend. Herzlichst, Edith LikeLiked by 1 person William Michaelian February 26, 2022 • 9:35 am Yes. And to you, dear Edith. Thank you. LikeLiked by 1 person
Must have been bliss. 🙂
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It still is.
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To where did you run?
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I’m not quite sure. But I think it was across the universe and around the block.
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So near, yet so far
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Ich mag den Mond, weil auch wir im unterliegen. Und Laufen macht frei, so empfinde ich es jedenfalls immer wieder neu.
Dir noch einen guten Samstagabend.
Herzlichst, Edith
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Yes. And to you, dear Edith. Thank you.
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