Danh ngôn của Sylvia Plath
I saw the gooseflesh on my skin. I did not know what made it. I was not cold. Had a ghost passed over? No, it was the poetry.
I saw the gooseflesh on my skin. I did not know what made it. I was not cold. Had a ghost passed over? No, it was the poetry.
Tôi thấy nổi da gà trên da. Tôi không biết điều gì đã tạo ra nó. Tôi không lạnh. Chẳng lẽ có một hồn ma đi qua? Không, đó là thơ.
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