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No matter whose bed you die in the bed will be yours for your voyage onto the surgical andiron of God.

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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Dies
Faith
Matter
Surgical
Voyage
Voyages
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Bed

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