The blood jet is poetryThere is no stopping it. — Sylvia Plath, Ariel
The blood jet is poetryThere is no stopping it. — Sylvia Plath, Ariel
The blood jet is poetryThere is no stopping it. — Sylvia Plath, Ariel
The blood jet is poetryThere is no stopping it. — Sylvia Plath, Ariel
The blood jet is poetryThere is no stopping it. — Sylvia Plath, Ariel
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The blood jet is poetryThere is no stopping it.

— Sylvia Plath, Ariel
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