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They wanted to come in after the pounds, explained Pooh, so I let them. It's the best way to write poetry, letting things come.

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A. A. Milne
Age: 74 †
Born: 1882
Born: January 18
Died: 1956
Died: January 31
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Alan Alexander Milne
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