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It is in the small things we see it. The child's first step, as awesome as an earthquake. The first time you rode a bike, wallowing up the sidewalk.

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
Child
Sidewalk
Firsts
Earthquakes
First
Bike
Children
Awesome
Things
Step
Time
Courage
Wallowing
Steps
Rode
Small
Earthquake

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