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What was I saying? An Egyptian king Once touched long fingers, which are not anything.

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Allen Tate
Age: 79 †
Born: 1899
Born: November 19
Died: 1979
Died: February 9
Author
Literary Critic
Poet
University Teacher
Writer
Winchester
Kentucky
John Orley Allen Tate
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Anything
Long
Egyptian
Twilight
Touched
King
Fingers
Kings

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