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Everyone in me is a bird I am beating all my wings
Anne Sexton
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Anne Sexton
Age: 45 †
Born: 1928
Born: November 9
Died: 1974
Died: October 4
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Newton
Massachusetts
Anne Gray Harvey
Everyone
Beating
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Bird
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