So usually even if you like a sentence or a story or something, it won&#39;t come out that way - it&#39;ll come out years later, and in a different way, and you don&#39;t really control that.

Then the hard, dry Spaniards came exploring through, greedy and realistic, and their greed was for gold or God. They collected souls as they collected jewels. They gathered mountains and valleys, rivers and whole horizons, the way a man might now gain tittle to building lots.

I knew you'd decide to be all right again.

Written By Sylvia Plath

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