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In the marketplace they are piling the dry sticks. A thicket of shadows is a poor coat. I inhabit The wax image of myself, a doll's body. Sickness begins here: I am the dartboard for witches. Only the devil can eat teh devil out. In the month of red leaves I climb to a bed of fire. Witch Burning by Sylvia Plath
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