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... man is eating the earth up like a candy bar.

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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
Earth
Men
Like
Candy
Bars
Eating

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