Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that - I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much - so very much to learn.
... The Journals Of Sylvia Plath, Sylvia Plath
[Even amidst fierce flames, the golden lotus can be planted]
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