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Found Poetry 116


beyond my eyelids
the blue and gold seas
on a sacked globe
tender and diminished
with about a thousand roe
glitter in the shipwreck below

This poem was created from Sylvia Plath's collected works. Click here to get a book of Plath's poems.

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