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Sylvia Plath - Selected Poems (Faber Poetry) by Sylvia Plath (3-Mar-2003) Paperback

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Sylvia Plath
Sylvia Plath

American poet, novelist, and playwright. Her works are known for their profound emotion and unique style, and she is considered one of the most important female writers of the 20th century. more

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