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I am flushed and warm. I think I may be enormous, I am so stupidly happy, My wellingtons Squelching and squelching through the beautiful red.

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Sylvia Plath
Age: 30 †
Born: 1932
Born: October 27
Died: 1963
Died: February 11
Autobiographer
Diarist
Essayist
Novelist
Poet
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Boston
Massachusetts
Victoria Lucas
Sylvia Plath Hughes
Beautiful
May
Wellington
Think
Stupidly
Thinking
Flushed
Red
Enormous
Warm
Happy

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