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“and so there comes a time in your senior year at high school when, because you like the ocean and the wind and the sand, someone grins and drives you down to the sea; and because you like peotry, someone gives you a poetry anthology for graduation, and because that someone is collegite and quite lovely, you invite him to your senior prom and write to him everyday for a whole summer
long fat letters with little colored pictures inthe margins, and no matter how you change or grow uo, there was a time when someone was terribly important”

-Sylvia Plath

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