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One thing, I try to be honest. And what is revealed is often rather hideously unflattering.

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
Often
Thing
Trying
Unflattering
Hideously
Revealed
Honest
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