“The stars are beautiful tonight” I once remarked to you
“They’re just old light you know”
I looked at you, quizzical.
“They’ve nearly all burned out by now. It’s just taken this long for the light to get to us.” You explained
“Beautiful, none the less”
“Yes, but it is the beauty of seeing an old, frail man get up and dance again, not the beauty of a child walking for the first time”
“They’re just old light you know”
I looked at you, quizzical.
“They’ve nearly all burned out by now. It’s just taken this long for the light to get to us.” You explained
“Beautiful, none the less”
“Yes, but it is the beauty of seeing an old, frail man get up and dance again, not the beauty of a child walking for the first time”
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