I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautifu — Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
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I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing, as though I had wings.

— Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
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