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Found Poetry 588


near boneless I waver
feeling toeless in the water
now balanced in the river
floating like a feather
I believe I'm so clever
but I hear the fall
the sound always nearer

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

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