Sylvia Plath, Daddy's Small & Simple Daughter
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Daddy, Daddy,
Who is it calling,
Who is it following?
Daddy, Daddy,
My Daddy,
A nervous and neurotic girl
So emotionally close to her father,
Unable to walk on the paths of life
So lonely and devastated.
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