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I Could Feel The Winter Shaking My Bones And Banging My Teeth Together.
-Sylvia Plath
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I Could Feel The Winter Shaking My
Sylvia Plath
I Could Feel The Winter Shaking My Bones And Banging My Teeth Together.
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