The Black Car of Lethe
November 15 2011, 12:14 AM
And I, stepping from this skin
Of old bandages, boredoms, old faces Step up to you from the black car of Lethe,
Pure as a baby. Sylvia Plath, Getting There.
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Of old bandages, boredoms, old faces Step up to you from the black car of Lethe,
Pure as a baby. Sylvia Plath, Getting There.
Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device