Sylvia PlathI wanted to crawl in between those black lines of print, the way you crawl through a fence, and go to sleep under that beautiful big green fig-tree.
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When you can’t find a way to express your feelings, you can always crawl through the fence around the fig-tree.
Source: The Bell Jar
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