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The liar often suffers from amnesia. Amnesia is the silence of the unconscious.

Adrienne Rich

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Adrienne Rich
Age: 82 †
Born: 1929
Born: May 16
Died: 2012
Died: March 27
Essayist
Feminist
Peace Activist
Poet
Writer
Baltimore
Maryland
Adrienne Cecile Rich
Adrienne Cécile Rich
Adrienne Riche
Lying
Often
Amnesia
Suffers
Liar
Liars
Unconscious
Silence
Suffering

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