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Over coffee and orange juice the embryonic suicide brightens visibly.

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
Orange
Suicide
Coffee
Brightens
Embryonic
Visibly
Juice

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