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The claw of the magnolia, drunk on its own scents, asks nothing of life.

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
Drunk
Asks
Nothing
Magnolia
Life
Magnolias
Scents
Claw
Claws
Scent

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