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No one to hate except the slim fish of memory that slides in and out of my brain.
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
Memory
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Memories
Slim
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Forgetfulness
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Fishes
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