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First couple miles I’d keep asking myself what am I doing here? It’s cold, so what the moon’s full, and tomorrow there’s work to do. By the time my feet got running it was clear why i was there. Maybe god put me there. Or, I’m that irresponsible to run 8 miles across midnight. The brightest bulb above would light the way. It’s called the moon. My bike light wasn’t enough to get through. And I’ve been here before. Running the hours you sleep. And writing a forever lasting read. (Links in bio) Hooded or not I’m dark skinned. You’ll see eyes and teeth regardless how I creep. Maybe a moon runner. But I’m here because.... I am. By the grace of god. And I can. I used to get migraines running so much so I’ve danced the last couple times I ran. Now it’s Monday. Make it count. Give love. Run free. Be you. Don’t cheat 😉 -Budd

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