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Fear / a motor, / pumps me around and around / until I fade slowly.

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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
Around
Pumps
Fade
Motor
Fades
Slowly
Fear

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