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With this pen I take in hand my selves and with these dead disciples I will grapple. Though rain curses the window let the poem be made.

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
Poetry
Selves
Dead
Disciple
Hand
Pens
Though
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Hands
Curse
Self
Rain
Grapple
Take
Window
Curses
Made
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Disciples

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I'm hunting for the truth. It might be a kind of poetic truth, and not just a factual one, because behind everything that happens to you, there is another truth, a secret life.
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