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Sylvia Plath

(How frail the human heart must be- a throbbing pulse, a trembling thing- a fragile, shining instrument of crystal, which can either weep, or sing.) —  Sylvia Plath, from “I Thought That I Could Not Be Hurt, Letters Home. (Faber & Faber April 19, 1999) Originally published January 1st 1975.

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