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The blood of love welled up in my heart with a slow pain.
Author:
Sylvia Plath
Book:
The Unabridged Journals of
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Published at:
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The blood of love welled up in my heart with a slow pain.
( Sylvia Plath )
[ The Unabridged Journals of ]
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