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the jailer
Bir Sylvia Plath şiiridir. The Jailer by Sylvia Plath My night sweats grease his breakfast plate. The same placard of blue fog is wheeled into position With the same trees and headstones. Is that all he can come up with, The rattler of keys? … devamını gör
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