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For I could not read or speak and on the long nights I could not turn the moon off or count the lights of cars across the ceiling.

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
Moon
Ceiling
Turn
Ceilings
Turns
Nights
Read
Lights
Speak
Cars
Night
Count
Light
Across
Long
Car

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