Cold Quote by Sylvia Plath Download Open image “I laid my face to the smooth face of the marble and howled my loss into the cold salt rain.” — Sylvia Plath ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.6 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Cold Faces Loss Marble Rain Salt Smooth
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