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The future is a fog that is still hanging out over the sea, a boat that floats home or does not. The trade winds blow me, and I do not know where the land is the waves fold over each other they are in love with themselves sleeping in their own skin and I float over them and I do not know about tomorrow.

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
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Blow
Winds
Doe
Sea
Waves
Home
Trade
Hanging
Still
Tomorrow
Sleeping
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Love
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Boat
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Fog
Sleep
Skins
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Future
Wave
Floats

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