I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
– Sylvia Plath, extract from Mad Girl’s Love Song
I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
– Sylvia Plath, extract from Mad Girl’s Love Song
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