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In an old time there was a king as wise as a dictionary.

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
Royalty
Dictionary
King
Kings
Wise
Wisdom
Time

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Love? Be it man. Be it woman. It must be a wave you want to glide in on, give your body to it, give your laugh to it, give, when the gravelly sand takes you, your tears to the land. To love another is something like prayer and can't be planned, you just fall into its arms because your belief undoes your disbelief.
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Nature is full of teeth that come in one by one, then decay, fall out.
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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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