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Not that it was beautiful, but that, in the end, there was a certain sense of order there something worth learning in that narrow diary of my mind

Anne Sexton

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Anne Sexton
Age: 45 †
Born: 1928
Born: November 9
Died: 1974
Died: October 4
Poet
Writer
Newton
Massachusetts
Anne Gray Harvey
Learning
Sense
Order
Beautiful
Ends
Diary
Certain
Diaries
Mind
Narrow
Something
Worth

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