Falling apart
Is, sometimes,
Falling together
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- mimi
- "She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew." -Stargirl, Jerry Spinelli