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Found Poetry 856
green grained bud on a napkin cloth my small home I wear my mask of no mask my skin longer than yours try it and you'll melt dying of thirst before your first step in my second-hand shoes feeling the second hand move
This poem was created from Sylvia Plath's collected works. Click here to get a book of Plath's poems.
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