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My eyes, those sluts, those whores, would play no more.

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
Eyes
Eye
Play
Would
Sluts
Whores

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