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The ground has on its clothes. The trees poke out of sheets and each branch wears the sock of God.

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
Branches
Trees
Snow
Winter
Poke
Ground
Sock
Clothes
Wears
Tree
Branch
Sheets

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