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...we shall board our imagined ship and wildly sail among sacred islands of the mad till death shatters the fabulous stars and makes us real.

Sylvia Plath

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Sylvia Plath
Age: 30 †
Born: 1932
Born: October 27
Died: 1963
Died: February 11
Autobiographer
Diarist
Essayist
Novelist
Poet
Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
Victoria Lucas
Sylvia Plath Hughes
Shall
Imagined
Stars
Boards
Death
Islands
Shatters
Makes
Ships
Wildly
Real
Mad
Fabulous
Till
Sail
Sacred
Board
Among
Ship

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