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Sylvia Plath Quote - How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.

How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.

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So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.
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Intoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
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I am myself. That is not enough.
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I am not cruel, only truthful.
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Tomorrow is another day toward death.
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