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As from a star I saw, coldly and soberly, the separateness of everything. I felt the wall of my skin I am I. That stone is a stone. My beautiful fusion with the things of this world was over.

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
Felt
Stone
Beautiful
Skin
Soberly
Everything
Skins
Coldly
Things
Stones
Numbness
World
Star
Separateness
Saws
Fusion
Wall
Detachment
Stars
Emptiness

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