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Whenever I pass by a Cemetery I read the gravestones.
All those people had dreams and here they are, all equals in the grave.
Makes me wonder who they were and what their lives were like.
Very grounding and liberating.
Whenever I pass by a Cemetery I read the gravestones.
All those people had dreams and here they are, all equals in the grave.
Makes me wonder who they were and what their lives were like.
Very grounding and liberating.
RE: Morning Run: Round the Garden