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A woman / who loves a woman / is forever young.

Anne Sexton

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Anne Sexton
Age: 45 †
Born: 1928
Born: November 9
Died: 1974
Died: October 4
Poet
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Newton
Massachusetts
Anne Gray Harvey
Young
Sexuality
Loves
Forever
Woman

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