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I can run but not walk. Wherever I go, thought follows close behind.
A house full, a yard full, a chimney full, no one can get a spoonful.
It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt. It lies behind stars and under hills And empty holes it fills. It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter.
Craig died in Florida. Shortly after, Tracy died at sea. Nobody mourned, In fact, everyone was absolutely delighted. Why?
When you stop and look, you can always see me. If you try to touch, you cannot feel me. I cannot move, but as you near me, I will move away from you.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.