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Today God gives milk / and I have the pail.
Anne Sexton
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Anne Sexton
Age: 45 †
Born: 1928
Born: November 9
Died: 1974
Died: October 4
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Newton
Massachusetts
Anne Gray Harvey
God
Gives
Today
Giving
Pail
Milk
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