“Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty together with some hurtful self-questioning.”
-Sylvia Plath
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and i can still see it all in my mind
all of you, all of me, intertwined
i once believed love would be black and white
but it’s golden
and i can still see it all in my head
back and forth from new york, sneaking in your bed
i once believed love would be burning red
but it’s golden, like daylight