mazzy starlet

about learning to fly,
and how it takes a fool to remain sane.
Picture from yesterday’s enchanting walk through the Monk Meadows.

Picture from yesterday’s enchanting walk through the Monk Meadows.

Oh, pneumonia, you didn’t!

Oh, pneumonia, you didn’t!

I danced myself out of the womb 
Is it strange to dance so soon?

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Some of us, in the words of the divine Greta Garbo, want to be alone.

Hercule Poirot

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