This butterfly has been taunting me for months now. It somehow died right outside my room but on the window sill directly in my sight line but across the two story opening to the living room below. It mocks me with its grizzly beauty and silent judging of my life. I could use one of those extendo poles we have for dusting but I always feel like a goober using one of those. (It really is a butterfly and not a moth, the camera phone not too hot on the details from 8 feet away)
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