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Sylvia Plath Quote - Tomorrow is another day toward death.

Tomorrow is another day toward death.

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I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.
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Field Freedom Sleep Travel Want
Eternity bores me, I never wanted it.
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Bore Eternity One Liner Want
I woke to the sound of rain.
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Rain Sound Wake Up
Tomorrow is another day toward death.
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Death Future
If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.
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Deep Disappointment Expectation Relationship
I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain; and never shut myself up in a numb core of nonfeeling, or stop questioning and criticizing life and take the easy way out.
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Afraid Criticize Experience Glory Inspirational Myself Numb Pain Shut Taste Want
I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.
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Break Up Flesh Kill Slave Soul
So learn about life. Cut yourself a big slice with the silver server, a big slice of pie. Open your eyes. Let life happen.
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Eyes Happen Learning Life Silver Slice Yourself
If the body is a temple, then tattoos are its stained glass windows.
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Body Glass Stain Tattoo Temple Window
So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.
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Enough Lifetime Live Reading Thinking Work
Every day is precious and I feel infinitely sad at this time melting away from me.
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Hurt Infinite Melt Precious Sad
I knew you’d decide to be all right again.
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Again Decision Healing
Compared with me, a tree is immortal.
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Comparison Immortal Tree
She stared at her reflection in the glossed shop windows as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.
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Continue Existence Moments Reflection She Shop Window
Perhaps some day I’ll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.
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Beat Beauty Broken Heart Come Back Defeat Home Sorrow Story
I felt wise and cynical as all hell.
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Cynical Feeling Hell Wise

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