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By Toni

cant sleep cant read

'What seems to be the matter?' Teresa said then. 

' I can't sleep. I can't read.' I tried to speak in a cool, calm way, but the zombie rose up in my throat and choked me off.

- The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath (1963)

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