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... a starving man doesn't ask what the meal is.

Anne Sexton

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Anne Sexton
Age: 45 †
Born: 1928
Born: November 9
Died: 1974
Died: October 4
Poet
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Newton
Massachusetts
Anne Gray Harvey
Hunger
Asks
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Men
Starving
Meal
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