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You must be a poet, a lady of evil luck desiring to be what you are not, longing to be what you can only visit.

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
Poetry
Evil
Desire
Desiring
Must
Visit
Lady
Longing
Luck
Poet

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God went out of me as if the sea dried up like sandpaper, as if the sun became a latrine.
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