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August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

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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
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Summer
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Uneven
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Summertime
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August
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