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My faith is a great weight hung on a small wire, as doth the spider hang her baby on a thin web.

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
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Spider
Small
Spiders
Faith
Doth
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Wire
Thin
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Weight

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