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Visual Essay: Spring awakening
– From The Bell Jar, by Sylvia PlathI shut my eyes & all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes & all is born again.
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– From The shape of your eyes, by Paul EluardScents the echoes of a covey of dawns
Recumbent on the straw of stars,
As the day depends on innocence
The world relies on your pure sight
All my blood courses in its glance.
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