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I Laid My Face To The Smooth Face Of The Marble And Howled My Loss Into The Cold Salt Rain.
-Sylvia Plath
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I Laid My Face To The Smooth
Sylvia Plath
I Laid My Face To The Smooth Face Of The Marble And Howled My Loss Into The Cold Salt Rain.
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