just a hopeless dreamer with my head up there in the clouds..


“I’d like to get away from earth awhile
       And then come back to it and begin over.
May no fate willfully misunderstand me
      And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love:
      I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.
I’d like to go by climbing a birch tree,
             And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
    But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.”

Birches - Robert Frost

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