Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
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Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep.

— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
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