Sylvia Plath Quotes
Clouds pass and disperse.Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables?Is it for such I agitate my heart?
Clouds pass and disperse.
Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables?
Is it for such I agitate my heart? (Sylvia Plath)
Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables?
Is it for such I agitate my heart? (Sylvia Plath)
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