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Out Of The Ash I Rise With My Red Hair And I Eat Men Like Air.
-Sylvia Plath
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Out Of The Ash I Rise With
Sylvia Plath
Out Of The Ash I Rise With My Red Hair And I Eat Men Like Air.
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