you never thought the thing would rot
as it was damned to do:
love torn before it could be born;
the german and the jew.
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- on breaking hearts
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- Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and future dreams, knotted up in a reasonably attractive bundle of flesh. -Sylvia Plath
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